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[cittasplitdecision-blog]

Name: Akaashi Keiji

Age: 16

Current Housing: B-5

Position Desired: Host 

Prior Commitments: Other than babysitting the captain, none.

Availability: Mostly all day everyday

Why You want to work here: Money and coffee…plus it’s a way to meet people and have conversation.

Babysitting... for a second he wonders if Bokuto is aware of it. “I guess you can kind of call hosting a different form of babysitting? At least you have experience! I’m looking forward to working with you!”

[grandeking-blog]

♔} unfazed. // closed.

       WHY he had ever taken up a stranger’s dare was beyond him. Better yet, how he had managed to find a living being down in these medical ruins was an even greater question. Nevertheless here he was, stooping down to meet a fellow volleyball player’s height and standing behind him. He had never met the black haired boy before, lest know the team he was a part of; if anything, he had only heard of Fukurodani if only by name and word of mouth through competitions. 

      But getting to know this guy was the least of Oikawa’s worries at the moment -- for he was more so daunted by the fact that said player was completely unfazed by the rotting white walls, darkened hallways, and mysterious clinking of glass that trailed behind them with each step they took. Sure, Oikawa was into supernatural stuff -- but only when in involved space. Haunted hospitals and medical facilities? Those weren’t even close.

     They were lost; that much was a given. As to how they would get out? Well, he would leave that in the other guy’s hands for now. Currently, they were traveling down a hallway with dimmed, fluorescent lights that were flickering frantically. Oikawa remained perhaps a bit too close for comfort for Akaashi -- and perhaps was even way too close for comfort when Oikawa heard what sounded like a flask shatter in room they had just passed. 

    Almost immediately, Oikawa’s fingers pressed themselves into Akaashi’s shoulders. “W-What was that?! I-Is something in there!? Is it...i-is it gonna come after us?!”

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[owlishspiker-blog]

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He exhaled heavy from a pout as he flopped back onto the grass. The green sector was probably the BEST place to be, and somehow he’d managed to find his way here without getting too lost. (That’s a lie - he got really lost and accidentally ended up here.)

However, it just wasn’t the same.

It wasn’t the same without any of his team. He did run into Kuroo, but that was a bit different than the people who he spent days in and out with.

The teen settled into the grass a bit more - eyes closing, arms crossing, and knees bending so his feet could rest on the ground.

“This is so stupid. Where’s Akaashi? I want to play volleyball!”