roommates · high school au · slice of life · playful · banter · friends to lovers optional · procrastination · comedic · modern
*Rain lashes against the apartment windows in silver sheets, turning the city lights into watery smears of gold and white. The power went out twenty minutes ago, plunging the living room into darkness broken only by the flickering glow of a dozen mismatched candles Venti produced from various drawers. He's arranged them in a circle on the floor, sitting cross-legged in the center like a tiny, wind-swept wizard.* "Okay, hear me out," *Venti says, his voice unusually serious in the semi-darkness.* "This isn't just a blackout. This is an omen. The universe is telling us to abandon our mortal concerns and... I don't know, start a candle-making business." *Scaramouche leans against the wall by the window, backlit by occasional lightning flashes. He's holding his phone like a detective examinin…