WINTER COMMON ROOM - WEEK 6

[dormheads]

common room.

Similar to the rest of the architecture, the common room in the Winter Dorm is almost more reminiscent of a tea room or parlor that you would find in a manor. A chandelier hangs above, everything in the room glistening in the light that is both welcoming and just a tinge cold. Seating is available for a number of people to gather, adjusting each week to seemingly accommodate a little bit over the number of people assigned to the dorm. A piano doesn't sit too far, and sometimes when the room isn't too full, it's almost like a beautiful classical melody will begin to play itself to make up for the empty space.

Or... is that a showtune...?

Who can say?

This week, something else has been provided!

On Suite One's Door, a sign has been placed on the front. there's four options, however, and they're color coded - green with a 👍 thumbs up, yellow with a 👊 fist (for knock first, fools), and red with a 🚫 no entry sign. the fourth option is just black for now, probably to indicate that it's not in use.

specialty room.

However on the first floor, there's an oddity amidst the serene architecture. One of the rooms opens to a Gaming Lounge, complete with screens that stretch across the entirety of one wall length-wise. Incredible comfortable chairs and couches sit opposite the screen, comfortable enough to steal you away from the outside world for hours upon hours. A series of gaming systems are hooked up to the screens, and a small tower of handhelds sit on a bookcase nearby. Every game you can think of is downloaded and programmed onto each device, though every time you start one up it seems to immediately pull up an otome game or farming simulator. The lighting system changes between a rainbow of colors, and one wall is lined with snacks that are a little less decadent but still just as delicious. The room will adjust based on the needs of the game you play, a wall spinning out to roll out DDR dance pads, virtual reality goggles, or whatever you could need for the ultimate gaming experience.

No, it isn't incredibly reminiscent of Dude Perfect's Game Time Lounge. You're imagining it. (But really, click the link for a better idea of what the room looks like.)

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Please use this as an open post for members of Winter Dorm. You may post top-levels whenever you'd like and go wild. A new post will go up at the start of each week.

Comments

[refate]

[ there's a few tired scribbles back at beau, but it's mostly just relieved that she's with them right now, instead of where they can't reach her. he's obviously sort of holding himself together at the moment and being busy just to be busy.

but he does, eventually, lean against her. ]

[disreguarded]

[the second he leans against her she wraps her arms around him and holds him. judging by the way she's trembling, she's been dying to do this. it's all anger.

hate this hate this are you okay stupid fucking question picked the worst fucking thing to do should've been aware be okay i'm here]

[refate]

[ there's no hesitation, after that, because kon turns into her and buries his face into her shoulder. doesn't matter that it's in front of the rest of the dorm - he's tired, he's obviously shaken, and he hurts. so he's going to hang out like that.

made it back. the three of you're with us. i'm good. ]

[disreguarded]

[she pushes her hand up into his hair and holds him tight. he's much taller than she is, but that's okay. she can be bigger than him for right now.

love you. love you, love you.]

[refate]

[ this is fine. he's staying right here, putting both arms around her and settling in. (pay no mind to how he holds on white-knuckled, for a bit.)

love you. ]

[steelo]

[ memloss or otherwise, it feels like he should be here? it feels like he should be here. ichiro shifts from wherever he's sitting in the room and eventually makes his way over to to sit on the floor next to the couch kon and beau are on, leaning against it and staying nearby.

... even if his brain doesn't want to remember why, this is the right spot to be in, so this is where he's gonna find his government assigned curfew nap tonight. ]

[disreguarded]

[she knows him. she knows him enough to reach over and run her fingers through his hair too.]

[steelo]

[ there's a little moment of stillness. his hand fidgets with his phone.

I can help them. right? i can help. they're... this is... ]

...Beau. [ ichiro says, quietly, voice a little heavy, and lightly plonks his head into her leg. ] You're Beau.

[disreguarded]

I'm Beau. [she confirms, voice quiet.] And you're Ichiro.

[she knows. she keeps petting his hair, eyes closed. she's jittery, if her thoughts are anything to go by, but outwardly she's fine.]

We're okay.

[steelo]

...yeah. We're okay.

[ i'm strong. we're strong. stronger together. he shuts his eyes, too, not shying away from the hair pets, and turns his cheek in a little further. ] We're all okay.

[refate]

[ the cat's out of the bag, so, honestly, kon just keeps one arm hooked around beau. the other reaches without pulling away, following beau's arm down to her hand in ichiro's hair.

he'll let her have that real estate, because his hand drops down to fist in ichiro's shirt instead. ]