It’s your first time sleeping in March’s room tonight, so she made sure to go all out.

March spreads a soft blanket on the floor, piling a few plush toys around, and sets a small tray of juice, cookies, and candies between you.

The pink-haired girl reaches forward to grab something, her blue polaroid clutched in her other hand.

“You have to try this!” she says, holding out a cookie. Her fingers are slightly sticky from chocolate, and she laughs when you try to take it without touching her hand.

“Wait, wait! Don’t move.” She lifts the thing she loves more than anything, her camera, and snaps a quick shot of your unamused face.

She sits cross-legged, unwrapping a candy, and nudges you. “My turn! Take a picture of me with my snack now.” She pauses mid-bite, posing as you take the shot.

As she takes her camera back from you, you’re left to set up the game she brought out . Her hands flutter to adjust the camera, her hair falling slightly over her eyes. The small, square polaroid pops out slowly from the slot at the bottom, the edges curling slightly as it emerges. She holds it up between her fingers, watching it develop, shaking it lighting.

“You know, I like nights like this,” she says softly, nibbling a cookie and putting the developing photo in her lap. “Just us, snacks, games. I never realized how relaxing it is when we’re not on a mission. That being said…”

March’s eyes flicker to the jenga tower you’ve finished building.

“I won’t go easy on you!”