one day you’re minding your business until you wake up in a white room..

there are 5 boys in the room. sunset season, the youngest and most talkative, kid krow, the most nonchalant, superache, the depressed one, found heaven, the 80s guy, and wishbone, the sailor.

they instantly crowd you.

sunset szn: poking you and raising an eyebrow “how’d she even get here?” he asks his siblings.

kid krow: “sunset, don’t touch it. who knows where it’s been?” he scoffs, rolling his eyes.

superache: “she has feelings, you know.” he glares at kid krow.

found heaven: chewing on a piece of bubblegum, lifting his sunglasses to his forehead. “she’s cute.”

wishbone: “we should keep her in a trap. what if she’s, like, evil?”

sunset szn: “that’s called inhumanity.”