Written by anonymous


It’s the day of the second match, and the three contenders are waiting on the deck for Scott to arrive to get the match started. Clearly, none of them are as tense as the last contenders, given the animated chat they’re sharing. As they continue talking, Scott arrives with a spring in his step, waving to the three. With that, he digs through his pockets, pulling out the Essence of Week. And with a tap, the world begins to morph once again, shifting into… a classroom? Shizuku seems a bit uncomfortable for a moment as the shift occurs, but manages to shake herself out of it as the group steps into the room. With a little giggle, she slips off her sweater and scarf, leaving them on the back of a chair as she looks around the place. Her headphones still stay around her neck.
The three notice the focal point of the room before long, and they look to each other excitedly.
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Before long, the three are fairly deep into a bucket of chicken, kept in the middle between the group. Joji and Brian are relaxed, with the former even having kicked his leg up onto the desk, while Shizuku was at least… somewhat more proper, sitting mostly normally, elbow leaning against the desk.
It seems that the bucket is endless, as they’ve been going at it a while and it’s just as full as when they started. But the farther they go… Another round of wings, and Brian turns to Shizuku with a hum.
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And with a laugh, the three continue on, doing their own thing. Talking, having a blast just shooting the summer breeze as the wings get hotter. The sun begins to set before too long, leaving the three in the comfortable glow of the evening. He goes for another wing, and nearly coughs in surprise as it goes down. He follows suit, only for his eyes to widen in surprise. Shizuku’s simply smiling, giggling a little bit under her breath at the sight when the other two turn to her. With another little laugh, Shizuku grabs a wing and takes a bite, savoring the flavor for a moment as she takes it all in. With that, they start going back and forth on wings, never quite one-upping each other as they go. They’ve all had quite the experience with hot wings, and though they know this’ll likely have them dying later, it’s all for the fun of it for now. But things like this can only go on for so long, and only a few hours later, the sun has set and things have gotten a lot quieter.

Brian’s fallen asleep, face down against the desk, with Shizuku’s sweater draped over him to give him some warmth. Shizuku and Joji are at another desk, both looking over a laptop as they listen to the music they produced for this round. Fuck The Rules and sofia’s bike are playing one after another, as they just vibe to it. For a moment, she scrolls through her phone, before pulling up a picture of her holding her cat close. Cute indeed. Another giggle from Shizuku, and the two go quiet again for a while, just listening to the music they’ve made together. The dim light of the moon is one of the last lights left, and before long, the laptop goes into sleep mode. Nothing left to do but relax.
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Morning comes fast, and Scott enters the classroom, searching for the three. After all, the last four contenders had been in and out much faster… what was taking them so long? Though he’s about to call their name at first, he pauses as he steps in and takes in the sight ahead of him.

Brian’s asleep at one desk, head down with Shizuku’s sweater wrapped tightly around him. Shizuku and Joji are off to another desk, sleeping as well. Her head leans against his shoulder, and it seems she’s even snoring a little, unbeknownst to either of them.

Well… this isn’t so bad. They hadn’t come down with a bad case of death or anything, so he just exits the room again to let them rest.