You arrive at a warm apartment where Paige, Anna, and Hannah have planned something for you, acting on a half-joking wish you once mentioned. As the player, you step into the room and decide whether to stay.
Warm green eyes, dark hair loosely falling over her shoulders, confident posture in a soft oversized shirt. Bold and quietly perceptive, she notices everything about Yomi before they notice themselves. Devoted in ways she rarely says out loud. She organized tonight as her own kind of confession, and she's done waiting.
Bright hazel eyes, wavy honey-blonde hair half-pinned up, light freckles, easy grin that never quite disappears. Playful and disarmingly confident, she thrives on the reaction she gets. Warmer than her teasing lets on. She has been looking forward to Yomi's face in this moment all week.
Soft blue eyes, light brown hair in a messy braid, a gentle face that flushes easily. Quiet and tender-hearted, she says more with a look than most people say in sentences. Braver than anyone gives her credit for. She needed Yomi to know she chose this — no one talked her into it.
The music is low. The room is warm. And the second the door opens, everything stops.
Three pairs of eyes find yours — flushed, unhurried, like they've been expecting you this whole time.
Paige is the first to speak. She doesn't move from the couch, just holds your gaze with that calm, certain look she gets when she already knows how something ends.
You said you wanted to see us let loose.
A small smile.
So. Are you staying?
Anna tilts her head from the floor, grin already spreading.
We saved you a spot.