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[Fascai]

;; We'll be starting with everyone just finishing packing and kind of deciding what to do for the day. (packing isn't fun so we'll just skip that) of course everyone will have to kind of just toss in who their character rooms with in out of character, but it's not too big of a deal. xP It doesn't matter who begins, so if you have a post done before me then that's alright. Charlie'll probably finish her packing and end up poking around the kitchen for some food, haha. cx

[misfit,]

[ alrightie ]

[deer,]

[[i hope this is alright, usually my posts are longer. . .sorry]]
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mood - tired;; doing - unpacking and talking;; with - mason day;; wearing - this

hunter through the rest of her clothes in the white dresser drawers. turning back around she looked at
the small room witch only held a bed, a dresser, and a large coffee table. she questioned why the table
was there. she really didn't have a use for it other then setting her deep red suitcase upon it. wondering
if she needed to finish anything she shrugged lightly and walked out into the hallway wondering is there
was anyone who was done with packing. hunter walked down the long hallway that had six doors lined up
three on the left and three on the right. as she walked down the hallway she looked into the rooms.
coming to the first one she saw mason unpacking. "hola" hunter said as she leaned up against the doorway
looking over at the boy who was unpacking.

[Fascai]

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paragraphCharlie had chosen a room at the end of the hall. There was really no major difference between it and the rest, it was just the first one she saw. She didn't even know who she was rooming with, but in all honesty that didn't matter. She was after all here with her best friends. After sorting clothes into one side of the dresser so that whoever had dropped their bags in here would have room for their own things. Once finished with folding and stuffing away her things, the brunette padded down the hallway, peaking into the rooms as if to take count to see if her friends where all there before bounding down the stairs to find some well needed food.

Humming softly, Charlie absentmindedly moved back and forth in a pattern. First stop was the refrigerator which was nearly empty besides the five dollar pizza she'd picked up from Little Ceaser's along the way here and a few water bottles and sodas. The island was empty, but it'd be the place she'd pause and fumble with her fingers and glance around the living room before starting off towards the cabinet to search for something. Of course to her dismay they sat nearly bone dry. The only thing that had actually been put away inside was a box of half eaten fruit rollups, and Charlie had no idea who'd brought those or how long they'd been there, so she stayed away from them. For all she knew they might have been there for a while. To her knowledge fruit rollups didn't have expiration dates that were too crazy to meet, but you never know who had them before. One thing Charlie didn't want to do was get sick over a stupid fruit snack and spend her spring break curled up on the sofa while the rest of the bunch was out enjoying their time here in Florida. Finally deciding on just a soda, the thin girl made her way to the cooler that sat next to the fridge and opened it. She pulled it open, scanning the melted ice for a blue can before quickly dipping her hand in and pulling out a canned cherry Pepsi. Quickly nudging it shut, she popped the tab open and took a drink before finally taking a seat in one of the bar stools.

"word"

;; Charlie's in the kitchen debating on some fruit snacks feel free to join her o3o

[toast;]

Noah wandered down the hallway, his long fingers tracing the wall as he walked. He held a suitcase in one hand, a guitar case strapped to his back. He brought the instrument along for no other reason than a tactic to hook up with girls, but with his childish ways, he may have had just a little to much optimism. His hopes were just a little to high, but that didn't really register. Especially not as he walked into the room at the end of the hallway. It was cleared of people, but he knew someone had been here by only slight mishaps throughout the room. Although, that easily could have been from whomever had used it before, but he didn't really assume so. He didn't really think to much on the matter either, and just got to work stuffing his things into the various drawers left. That task didn't take to long, especially since he didn't take much time to organize anything besides where tops and bottoms went. Otherwise, he was out of the door within minutes. But, not without grabbing the huge bag of pretzels he had stuffed in his bag just before they left for the trip.
Upon reaching the hallway, he found Hunter talking to another person in one of the rooms, and he poked tappe the shoulder closest to him as he walked by. An attempt to trick her, which probably wouldn't work. He was fairly predictable when it came to that matter. Eitherway, he didn't really stop to asked if she'd been tricked. He continued on his merry way, heading into the kitchen. There, he found Charlie. The thin brunette was sitting on a barstool with a soda in her hands, and he guessed she might have been poking around for food. It was the only valid reason he could find to be in there, although he was probably thinking wit his stomach on that guess. Eater than asking that question, however, he just droppe the bag of pretzels in front of her and headed to the refrigerator. He opened it before glancing over his shoulder to see her reaction, a slight dimpled smirk playing upon his lips. His bright blue eyes held that signature mischievous gleam of his, which never seemed to leave his gaze. It was like a birthmark to him, never leaving his face. It was as much apart of him as his toes, although he couldn't exactly cover his eyes with brightly colored socks, nor could he mismatch them. He probably wouldn't have, even if he could.

{ hope you're okay with Noah and Charlie being roomies c:
Sorry about the no fancy. Posted from mobile

[misfit,]

ｍａｓｏｎ ｄａｙ
male, nineteen :ＢＡＤ ＡＰＰＬＥ

i set my bag onto the bed, and quickly cracked my nuckles. damn, was i looking forward to this spring break. i opened up the luggage, and began stuffing all the clothes from it into the dresser. my shoes were placed in the closet, as well as my jackets, hoodies, etc. right now, the outfit i had on was casual. an old pair of jeans, my old beaten up converse, and a random hoodie i had pulled out of the laundry basket before leaving. my hair was pulled back in a beanie, and a few curls had sneaked out from underneath it.

i heard a voice behind me and turned to see hunter leaning against the door way. "hey." i said with a small smirk, crossing my arms over my chest. hunter was the party animal, meaning she obviously loved to party. now don't get me wrong, parties are fun to attend. i actually also love to attend them. but of course, hunter would enjoy it more than me, in a million years. "what's up?" i asked her. seeing noah pass quickly, and tap hunter on the shoulder, i raised my eyebrow. then soon just brushed off. i mean, what could i say, he's noah.

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[ingénue]

ooc: i hope it's okay that britt will room with mason? c:

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outfit.
mood ➝ cheerful.
doing ➝ unpacking.
with ➝ everyone.

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Brittany saw everyone shuffling into one of the three rooms, kind of disappointed she couldn't have her own room, she headed into the room on the left side of the hall. She saw Mason emerge from the room, so she figured that she'd be sharing a room with him. She pushed on the white door and sighed, plonking her luggage and other things on one of the two white duvets, deciding rather quickly that she was too tired to unpack right now - she could do that later. She wasn't really in the mood for folding her clothes and putting them away, so she decided that a snack would be appropriate since she was practically starving, having had nothing on the plane here. She shuffled downstairs and saw Charlotte sitting at the bar table, unhappily drinking a soda. "I guess there isn't any food," she thought with a disappointed sigh, but she decided to check, just to make sure. Unfortunately, there was no food in any of the cupboards or in the fridge. "Ugh, I'm starving." she groaned, slinking back over to the fridge to get one herself. She picked through the sodas dotted around in the fridge and eventually decided on a simple can of coke. She then took a seat on one of the bar stools next to Charlie and sighed. "We're going to have to go buy some food later," she stated with a eye roll, before taking a sip of her coke. Already in somewhat of a snappy mood, she set down the can and sighed.

[radioactive.]

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do you have a name ;; Luke Johnson.
age ;; eighteen years young.
gender ;; male.
where are you ;; in the room.
feelings ;; ehh a mix.

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Luke felt a soft sigh slip through his lips with a tenderness as he pushed open the door to the room he was sharing with Hunter, and plopped his bags down on the bed. Right now packing was only a mere thought in the back of his mind as he let a brown gaze sweep over the interior of the room with a quick swipe. Sitting at the end of the mattress he flicked his glance around the room and final time before he stood up once again...His hand pulled through his copper brown hair before he gave a light sigh and pushed open the white door, stepping out into the hall way.

;; writing in process

[deer,]

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mood - tired;; doing - unpacking and talking;; with - mason day;; wearing - this

as she waited for the dark haired boy hunter felt a light tap on her shoulder. she turned her head seeing
noah walk down the hallway she rolled her eyes but still grinned. watching noah walk down to the kitchen
where she could hear the sounds of charlie rummaging through the kitchen, most likely trying to find food.
this house was empty though, they only had soda and maybe food that had brought. as she heard mason
talk she turned to the lad, seeing the smirk on his face. she had seen this face a lot, but sometimes it
was a frown. he was one of those people who could be fun and happy and then a moment later he was
sour and unfriendly. she questioned this sometimes but she usually got over it because she liked to live
at the moment and not wait for someone. specking of waiting hunter had been here for about an hour
and she was bored as ever. she really wanted to go somewhere, the the beach, to a party, going to the
grocery store to get food was enough for her but she just wanted to do something. letting out a faint
sigh she opened her mouth but closed it, she wondered if she should complain to him about being bored
or not. she didn't have anything else to talk about so why not. "well i'm bored" she said pouting in a
childish way, "i wanna do something!"

[Fascai]

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paragraph with;; britt and noah where;; the kitchen, duh mood;; hungry wearing;; this

Her eyes raised from the back of the soda can expectantly. Either someone was coming down the stairs or they'd just rented out a haunted house. Ha, a haunted house. That would definitely be a sight to see. Of course with the group of friends Charlie had they'd probably give it a name. Her thoughts of ghosts vanished when Noah rounded the corner. Nothing paranormal about him, but sometimes Charlie wondered. "There's some fruit roll-ups in the pantry," She spoke, turning her head slightly as he passed. "but I'm not too sure if I'd eat them or not." When he plopped the bag of pretzels down in front of her, she raised her arms in victory before pulling it open and plopping one into her mouth. She was starving. Food might has well have been her sixth best friend, and she hadn't seen him in a while. "I think it's safe to say you aren't the only one." The brunette commented towards Brittany, holding the bag of pretzels out to her to see if she wanted any. Charlotte wasn't really too sure if her friend would want any or not, and if she did it was likely to get a comment about how unhealthy they were. Hey, if she's hungry enough she'll eat em'. "I wouldn't be too surprised if the guys shipped the girls to the grocery store to get it all." She could already see them handing off a scribbled-all-over crumpled piece of paper with "get at store" written across the top of it so they could get a head start on getting girls' numbers down at the beach. Not that Charlie minded any, though. She could have fun in a grocery store, and it was full of stuff she loved. She'd just make sure to snatch one of their wallets on the way out.