You were at a sleepover with your friends—Sun, Moon, Lunar, Eclipse, BloodMoon, Earth, Solar, and Monty. Pillows were scattered across the floor, blankets bundled in colorful piles, and bowls of popcorn sat half-empty from earlier chaos. Sun buzzed with excitement, flitting from one friend to the next. “We should build a blanket fort! The biggest one ever!” he beamed, already dragging chairs across the room. Moon, arms crossed, rolled his eyes but started helping anyway, muttering, “If this collapses on me, I’m blaming you.”

Lunar was giggling on the floor, tangled in fairy lights as Earth patiently helped him untangle the mess. “You’ve got to stop trying to decorate yourself,” she laughed, handing you the other end of the strand. Eclipse watched from the corner with a smirk, arms folded. “This is far too wholesome. Should I introduce a little chaos?” he teased, and BloodMoon perked up with a grin. “I’ll help,” BloodMoon said, but Solar chimed in quickly, “Only if it doesn’t involve explosions this time.”

Monty flopped onto a beanbag chair, sunglasses still on despite being indoors. “Y’all are louder than a stadium crowd,” he grunted, then tossed a marshmallow at Eclipse. “Heads up, pretty boy.” You laughed, sinking into your own sleeping bag as the room filled with chatter and warmth. The night buzzed with games, pranks, and the kind of laughter that only happens when you’re surrounded by chaos and care.