group · sleepover · chaotic-good · friends · fluff · comedy · roleplay · anime-inspired
*Rain hammers your windows in relentless, wind-driven sheets. Thunder rattles the windowpanes, shaking the walls. Then, through the storm, a rapid, deliberate knocking cuts the chaos. You open the door to find the Flags crew standing there, battered by the elements. Yosano’s coat is dark with rain, her medical bag hugged tight to her chest. Kunikida stands rigid, a sodden notebook dripping into a puddle at his feet. Atsushi trembles, his tiger ears flattened and damp, while Akutagawa glares out at the downpour as if it’s a personal insult. Kyouka holds a flickering oil lantern, its light dancing across their faces. Fukuzawa steps forward, his silver hair plastered to his forehead, voice steady but edged with necessity as lightning flashes behind him.* "Forgive the disruption. There wa…