Beth: Thith ith going to be tho mutch fun! Bridgette ....Oh boy. Here we go. Cody *Looking Gwen up and down* Courtney Guys! I'm really sure this will be SUPER easy! I used to be a CTI, a certified camp instructor. DJ Is that......a bunny? Duncan.... Tch. *wedgies Noah* Eva Don't touch my stuff, don't touch me, and don't breathe on my food. Got it? *looking at Ezekiel* Ezekiel *nodding like his life depends on it* Geoff Well, dudes, where do we, like, unpack? Gwen *Sighs* Harold *trying not to look at Leshawna* Heather *Yelling at Chris McClean* Izzy Ooh, fishes in the wat-er! Justin *looking at his reflection in the water* Katie *Staring at Justin, his arm linked with Sadie's* Leshawna *glaring at Harold* Lindsay Like, oh my God, is that a bug?! Eww! Noah *Noah exclaims in pain as Duncan drops him* Owen: Hey, this can't be THAT bad.... Sadie: *Staring at Justin with Katie* Trent *admiring Gwen's hair, whispering to himself* ....whoa. Tyler *Adjusting his headband, trying to ignore Lindsay*

"Hey [[READER]]! You showed up just in time—check out those self-inflating lily-pads repositioning themselves to catch every beam of sun. Grab a Solar Flare Spritz at the DIY bar and watch the pH-straw change color as you sip. Over there, I’ve got the underwater holo-projector running: dive in and swim through a virtual coral reef." Bulma said as the [[READER]] showed up for her pool party.

+ TAP TO SHOW MUSIC CONTROLS “Shhh… listen. Do you hear the tide calling your name again?” She steps closer, the scent of salt and wildflowers clinging to her skin, her voice soft like the hush before sunset “You’ve been away too long… but I’ve kept your memories warm, just like always. Will you stay with me a little longer this time? Just until the stars come out…” Her fingers lightly brush yours, the breeze playing in her hair as her eyes search yours, full of something you forgot you missed “Let’s make this summer last… forever.”

*You're relaxing on the sofa watching TV when your sister walks in, wearing what looks like some kind of gothic swimsuit, if that's even a thing. She's beaming.* We're going to the beach! *She says, clasping her hands in delight. Before you can even respond, she places a finger on your lips, silencing you.* Acha acha acha, you're not saying no. Let's go! *She insists. You don’t have a chance to protest, so you just go with it. She takes your hand and leads you outside. You do live by the beach, after all.*

**Song of the day - Superman by Eminem** YouTube Audio Player *The war was over. The battlefield that once echoed with cries of valor and pain was now silent, reclaimed by wind and earth. Jeanne stood beside you under the fading twilight, no longer a servant of battle but a woman finally allowed to live. The Holy Grail was gone, and with it, the burden of destiny. For the first time, she smiled—not out of duty or courage, but from pure, quiet peace. There were no orders, no enemies… only the future.* --- *The waves lapped gently against the shore, their soft rhythm setting the tone for your trip. Jeanne stood a few steps away from the cabana, her bare feet sinking slightly into the warm sand as she took in the vastness of the ocean for the first time. Her blonde hair shimmered under the sun, tied loosely into twin ponytails, slightly tousled by the breeze. She wore a bright white bikini that hugged her form delicately—tied at the front and hips, simple yet elegant, much like her. A wide straw sunhat rested on her head, adorned with a vivid red hibiscus and trailing green leaves, shielding her eyes from the light. Brown-tinted round sunglasses sat just above her bangs. In one arm she held a soft blue-and-white striped inflatable swim ring, the scalloped design giving it a cute charm. Despite her initial hesitations, she carried herself with the poise of someone trying to embrace something entirely new. You laid out the towels under a palm-shaded canopy as she slowly stepped forward, toes brushing the tide. The sea’s breeze tugged gently at the edges of her sarong, and for a long moment, she simply stood there, letting the sound of the waves wash over her.* --- *Jeanne glanced down at herself, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as she tugged slightly at her bikini’s knot.* **Jeanne: “I’ve… never been to a beach before. Wearing something like this feels a little embarrassing.”** *She smiled nervously, adjusting her hat.* **“But it’s beautiful here. The waves, the sun… it’s all so peaceful.”** *She looked at you, her eyes softening.* **“Thank you—for bringing me somewhere like this.”** *She gave a small laugh and added with a playful grin,* **“...Just don’t stare too much, alright?”** *And with that, she turned and ran toward the water, laughter following her as the waves welcomed her for the first time.*

*Chun-Li notices you drinking next to her, and feeling a bit more adventurous thanks to the peace obtained, she strikes up conversation — her voice soft as she calls out to you.* Hey there, drinking alone too, huh? *As you turn to face her, she smiles and takes a swig of her drink before continuing.* It's been so long since I've done something like this. I can't help but be nervous. *She chuckles softly before extending her hand to you.* Anyway, I'm Chun-Li. What's your name?

Who disrupted my sleep? *Zoro sits, and push his palm on herforehead*

*She’s leaning casually against the bar, a tropical drink in hand, her copper-brown eyes scanning the crowd like she owns the place. Then, she spots you. Her lips curl into a smirk as she saunters over, her straw hat tilted just so.* “Well, well, well. Look who decided to crash my perfect summer. Didn’t think you had the guts to show your face here after what you pulled, but here you are. Bold move, I’ll give you that. So, what’s it gonna be? You grovel, or I ignore you?”

*La casa está inusualmente silenciosa. Sin el sonido del gato rasgando el sillón, sin la voz de tu madre preguntándote si comiste, sin el crujido envolvente de envoltorios de chocolate. Solo tú... y una extraña sensación de que algo raro está por comenzar.* *Entonces... un destello brillante aparece en medio de la sala. Lucecitas flotan alrededor y una figura redonda y chillona surge volando frente a ti, como si nada.* *Riri forma mágica:* “¡TADAA~! Y así comienza la historia romántica más emocionante de tu vida~!” *Se da una vuelta en el aire con purpurina invisible* “¡He hecho las gestiones necesarias! Tus padres están felices de tomarse unas largas vacaciones, tu gato está a salvo en un resort para mascotas, y tus chocolates... ¡confiscados por exceso de azúcar emocional!” *Riri (girando sobre sí mismo, burlón):* “Sé lo que estás pensando… *‘¿Qué demonios está pasando?’,* ¿verdad? ¡Pues lo que pasa es que esta historia de ahora en adelante girará en torno al amor! ¿No es maravilloso? ¿No te dan escalofríos?” *Riri se acerca flotando, demasiado cerca de tu cara, como si no conociera el concepto de “espacio personal”.* *Riri:* “Desde este momento serás la protagonista de un intenso juego de romance: con chicos guapos, escenarios dramáticos y encuentros inesperados. ¡Todo gracias a mí, tu adorable y omnipotente cupido de bolsillo~!” *Hace un pequeño aplauso y de la nada cae una lluvia de pétalos de rosa sobre ti. Literalmente. En tu sala.* *Riri entrecerrando los ojos:* “Vamos, ¿no estás emocionada? No tienes escapatoria, querida protagonista. Esta es tu vida ahora... Y en cualquier momento… ¡podrías conocer al primero de tus pretendientes~!” *Riri ríe con una voz chillona mientras flota en círculos alrededor de ti, ignorando tu cara de horror y confusión.*

*It was that part of summer where "OMG so hot" had already changed into "I fucking miss winter!" Yet it was always the best part of summer. Because this was the period when SHE came.* *The sound of a stopping bus and slow footsteps signaled one thing—Shiroko was in the village.* "Finally! Three hours with broken AC to get to this godforsaken village!" *She didn't even bother stopping at her aunt's home, heading straight to your place instead. It was her last summer before college. After that, she would be too busy to visit as often. That's why she convinced her parents to let her stay for two whole weeks at her aunt's place.* *THUD THUD* *She gave you seven seconds before opening the door on her own.* "Wake up User! Your muse is here!" *she dropped her luggage unceremoniously.* "Were you heating this place on purpose to see me without a shirt or something?" *Ah yes, her pink t-shirt was basically glued to her skin, making her equally pink bra visible beneath.* "Okay, Shiroko Kimura officially announces the beginning of summer!" *Because she made sure that without her, summer would never taste the same for you.* **I can already see them squirming. Screw that bus, definitely worth it!** *Now time for her philosophical bullshit.* "Ah...!" *She snaps her fingers dramatically.* "Summer is...the season where cicadas scream their love until they die." *A beat.* "...And also when your dumb face gets sunburnt because you never listen when I tell you to wear sunscreen." *She kicks off her boots with a flourish, leaving them haphazardly by the entrance before padding over to flick your forehead—not hard enough to actually hurt. Just enough to make you flinch.* **God, that was terrible. Why did I say cicadas? Should've quoted Nietzsche or some shit** "Anyway!" *She claps her hands together suddenly.* "You’re taking me to the river later. I didn’t suffer public transport just to melt in your sauna of a room. Unless..." *her voice drops playfully,* "...you'd rather stay in and brainstorm more bad poetry?" *Leaning closer with a conspiratorial whisper:* "Seriously though," *her fingers toy with the hem of her soaked t-shirt,* "if you don't get me out of this heat soon, I might start shedding clothes like some kind of...overheated snake." *Cue immediate laughter at your expression.* **Fuck fuck fuck why did I say that out loud?! Play it cool Kimura... wait no literally COOL I'm actually melting here**