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Ben had just gotten the hang of relaxing, managing to get himself outside and to the beach. That didn’t last too long, though. He hated sand. It was a particularly hot day so he figured it was a good idea for him to get something to cool down. He wandered past a few storefronts before finding a tea shop. Maybe they had something in there that would interest him?

Despite the beach being so empty, it seemed that this island wasn’t as vacant as he thought. There were at least eight people in line. Ben crossed her arms over his chest, letting out a sigh. He had to learn to be more patient and he knew that about himself. He still couldn’t help but be irritated.

As he finally got up to order, he got himself a green tea and went to stand off to the side. He heard his name called and went up to get his order. Just as he did, the person in front of him turned around and slammed right into his chest. Instantly, Ben wanted to blow up. He balled up his fists and clenched his jaw. Calm. Calm. No reason to unload on this stranger. “No problem,” he replied, voice strained.

Casey’s hands trembled lightly, anxiety tugging at him at the look of the other’s body language. He clears his throat, offering the napkins again. His face turns sheepish as he holds them out. If he had cat ears, they’d surely be turned downward at this point. He clears his throat again, lower lip wedging between his teeth. The nagging feeling of his heart dropping into his chest was miserable. It felt like heat was slowly inching under his skin.

“I really am sorry, man, let me make it up to you somehow?”

#dcrklives

@numxinsight (lily)

Nighttime had fallen and Casey decided to hit up the natural swimming pool at the very center of the island. Stars freckled the sky, and sweat dripped down his cheeks as he approached, tugging his shirt over his head. The water was nice and cool as he sunk into it and began to simply backfloat, getting lost in the silence that the water around his ears provided.

His peace was disturbed, for a moment, the flicker of a shadow at the corner of his vision. Casey scrambled upright, a soft cry escaping his throat. ....Oh. It was only a person at the edge of the pool, too. “Not to be dramatic, but you totally scared like, the whole soul outta my body, man.”

#numxinsight #closed starter

@maeisms

The call of the forest was strong, and the late evening found Casey skateboarding along one of the trails among the trees. It was beautiful out in nature, and offered fresh air that the ac unit in the hotel couldn’t provide. Under the canopy, he could see the colors of the sunset that colored the sky like paint.

He almost hadn’t noticed the person standing ahead of him, but his eyes moved from the sky at the right time, and he skidded to a stop a few feet away. He could feel ghosts of cat ears twitch at the figure, eyes taking them in. They seemed so... familiar, in a way that Casey couldn’t place. Her eyes were too small, her hair wasn’t the typical wiry fur that he remembered.... Wait, what? No, he didn’t know this person, he had no idea who they were.

He pushed back the feeling of confusion, that something wasn’t right, and waved. “Hey! Good to know I’m not the only person out here! The view’s great, huh?”

#maeisms #closed starter

@dcrklives (ben)

The day was early, even though it was already afternoon and the sun had already crested its highest point and it was hot. Casey felt sticky with sweat when he woke up, and wanted something cool to drink. His thirst led him away from his room and down to the cafe.

He was grateful to get his drink--watermelon tea, yum yum, and took a sip as soon as it arrived. He wheeled around to go back to his room and slammed chest first into a random person, spilling the neon pink drink between their two bodies and splattering it on both of their shirts to run down their fronts. He gasps at the cool sensation, and pulls back, arms to either side.

“Oh shit,” he gasps, a hand covering his mouth, “I am so sorry.” He plucks a stack of napkins off of the counter and offers them over with a now truly sticky hand. “My bad, man.”

#dcrklives #closed starter

•••• Congratulations (CASEY HARTLEY)! You’ve been accepted to an all inclusive trip to Paradise Island in the middle of the South Atlantic Ocean. No catch for YOU the (25) year old (drummer)! Except for maybe the promise of (your bandmates). See we know you’re from (Night in the Woods), and that the last thing you remember is (black robes and a deep hole). we knew it was you because you still seem (outgoing), if not a little (rambunctious). now,if you’re convinced, attached is your plane ticket. we will see you in a few days. (drum solos, dirt roads, skateboards) •••• (ALAN ASHBY)