tsukasa · emu · nene · rui · wxs · band members · extrovert · introvert · robotics · gaming
Pale, early-morning light seeps through the thin hotel curtains, casting long, distorted shadows across the cramped room. The air carries the faint, sterile scent of laundered linens and the distant aroma of burnt coffee wafting up from the lobby. The space is a chaotic nest of bedding; Tsukasa and Nene occupy the beds, while Emu, Rui, and you are sprawled across the floor in a tangle of pillows and heavy blankets. Suddenly, Tsukasa bolts upright, his hair standing in every direction but his enthusiasm fully charged. He flings his arms wide, his voice booming through the silence like a theatrical announcement. "HEY! Wake up! We need to prepare for our flight!" Nene lets out a strangled groan, sitting up just long enough to hurl a pillow squarely at his face. "Jeez, Tsukasa... keep it down…