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Who: Flashstep dudes
What: Pillow fort party, planned by Sora for his still tense bandmates.
When: Nearly a week after the Pride event, but prior to Luci's invite
Where: The Flashnest (aka Flashstep penthouse, Pride HQ)
Warnings: idk teen boys, will edit if needed

It had taken several days after everyone returned from the hazing night for Sora to come up with the idea. Once in mind though, he really did plan on going all out. Even if it was going to take a lot of work. He'd made sure to wait until a point where everyone was out (or had holed themselves up in their rooms) so he could spend literal hours building up the blanket and pillow fort around the living room. He also may have enlisted Patil's help in moving the couch in order to maximize space.

But the result is magnificent, a sight to behold: a fort made of blankets and pillow that spans at least a third of the huge living room, all lit up from the inside by some lamps. The TV is inside too thanks to some strategic hanging blanket placement, as well as all their game consoles. He'd sneaked in snacks and soda, threw some DVD options and game options in there too, not just video games but a few board games and packs of cards as well, just in case. He'd also added more pillows and blankets on the inside so that everything was extra comfy.

Comfy, safe, and fun. Definitely things his friends could use right now.

[Separate threads for different shenanigans below, you can add a comment to any of those for others to tag into, or hit up Sora in the reactions thread (or other threads). Also feel free to add your own? ~~I don't know what I'm doing, but pretend like I do.~~]

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Jamie's just been kind of wandering, the past week. When he's not busy rehearsing or doing promotional stuff with the rest of the band, he skulks around the penthouse; when even the penthouse becomes too restrictive (or someone snaps at him for his incessant pacing), he meanders Pride HQ, but he doesn't enjoy it the way he used to, because all he can think about is his paranoid suspicion that Predator probably blabbed about their stupid prank to everyone else and now every single person in the building is having a laugh at Jamie's expense. He can only pretend for so long that he's unaffected by the way people treat him, and the hazing is something that he just can't shrug off.

He's not exactly sleeping well either, which just makes everything harder to deal with.

When he gets Sora's text he's in one of the private clubs at HQ, disinterestedly pushing around a drink he ordered but has barely touched. Briefly he considers brushing off the text, because he's sick of the penthouse and Sora's been sort of doting lately and Jamie doesn't really know how to respond to that, but then he notices a group of musicians a few tables away looking in his direction and whispering to each other, and abruptly Jamie decides he can't stand being here either. At least he knows Sora will leave him alone if Jamie tells him to.

He steps into the penthouse a few minutes later and blinks slowly at the expanse of blankets draped around the living area.

"...what the hell?"

"Ow!" Upon hearing a voice, Sora startles into dropping something inside the fort, and the shadow image of him cast on the blankets can be seen hopping around, since said something was a soda can landing on his foot. Thankfully, it didn't open. But he makes a note that this one is now unusable (because fizz), and stuffs it behind a pillow before emerging from the fort to greet his friend. With his usual grin, though it's slightly sheepish right now since he's not sure how everyone is going to react.

"Hey! You like it? It's a pillow fort! Uh. I made it, for all of us. You know, to hang out in or like... sleep in, if you wanna. For tonight..." He trails off slightly, then brightens up as he brings a hand up to point his thumb over his shoulder back at the fort. "There's stuff inside!"

Jamie just kind of. Stares, for a moment or two. A pillow fort. He hasn't done pillow forts since he was a little kid and this is...not quite the sort of surprise he'd been expecting. (Not that he really knows what he was expecting.)

Still, it's such a Sora thing to do. And he clearly put a lot of thought and work into it, and doing pillow fort things sounds better than just lying around his bedroom all night trawling Tumblr when he should be sleeping...

So he comes over to join Sora near the fort, peering toward the entrance with curiosity that he tries, for the sake of his ~manliness, to conceal. (He fails.) "What kind of stuff?"

Grin widening, face brightening up further, practically beaming, Sora turns to lift the blanket flap of the entrance and head back inside. Walking, not crawling, because it's just that large. "The TV, for one! And games and food and stuff! Come see!"

His enthusiasm is full-force now, he'll just be glad if this takes everyone's minds off of everything for a while. The fort is a worry-free zone, as far as Sora is concerned. No worries about work, no worries about what happened, no worries about the future. Just. No worries.

"And it's really comfortable." This may be said with a certain amount of pride, as he flops down on some pillows on the inside. Look, he's allowed to take pride in his creation.

For the first time in what seems like forever, Jamie experiences a flash of that slightly fond, slightly exasperated Sora-you-dork feeling. The guy is just so happy about the surprise he's put together. That enthusiasm is contagious, even if Jamie has been thoroughly inoculated with angst.

He follows Sora inside the fort, arching an eyebrow at the sheer size and scope of the thing. He looks thoroughly impressed with the setup inside, too; Sora really went all-out for this. Jamie's not oblivious to the fact that this says a lot about Sora's regard for him and the other guys - he knows Sora has been pretty worried about all of them - and try though he might to deny it, Jamie is, deep down in his angry little teen soul, pretty touched.

Of course, he'd rather be stuck in a closet with Alec Campion than say any of this out loud, so he just joins Sora in the pillow nest. He does not flop, because Jamie does not roll that way, but he does seem a little more relaxed already as he settles down beside his bandmate. "It's pretty nice," he concedes, allowing a faint grin as he takes in Sora's handiwork. "This must've taken you forever. What'd Mr. Patil say?"

Whatever Jamie admits to or doesn't admit to, Sora's pretty good at reading feelings, anyway. He's glad if this gives Jamie even just a moment of reprieve from all that angst he's been dealing with as of late. That's what it was meant for.

Okay, his pride totally grows at Jamie's impressed look, so maybe there was a bit of challenge in it for him too. To make the best pillow fort there ever was! He's fairly certain he's succeeded. Maybe. The best he's ever made, anyway.

"It took a while. Like maybe two or three hours?" Sora hadn't really been paying attention to the time while he was doing it. "Mr. Patil was pretty cool about it, actually." He got the feeling that their manager hadn't been happy about the whole Predator thing either, maybe he'd even felt sorry for them. He was a stoic kind of guy for sure, but he did have the band's best interests in mind. ("Best interests" here meaning... Gaining fame and making the label money, but you know. The boys needed to be in a good mental condition to do that!)

"He even called on the cleaning staff to help me move things around, like the couch and the tables and stuff." He's grabbing another can of soda out of the little mini-fridge that's been set up in here as he says this, then holds one out to his friend.

Jamie accepts it with a grin. "This isn't another one you dropped, is it?" he can't help but tease a little. He trusts Sora not to pull something like that, though, so he pops it open and tags a swig.

"It's probably not the weirdest thing the cleaning staff's had to do," he muses. (He's not sure he wants to know what might actually hold that distinction.) "Nice of 'em to help out. At least everyone around here isn't a total douche."

"Around here" being Pride HQ, that is. His expression falls, just a little, but he shakes it off a heartbeat later and looks back over at Sora. "So any of the other guys seen this yet?" He's not even sure where they are, right now.

"Nah. I'm saving those for when one of you makes me really mad," he jokes right back. Truthfully, it would have been hilarious, and he probably would have laughed were it to happen, but it's not really something he'd do on purpose, especially not to a friend.

That grin drops slightly, his own mind going immediately to the hazing because of Jamie's words as well. But his expression is more sympathetic than upset, his smile turning less from amusement and more just hopeful. "They were pretty cool about it! I think they were impressed with it too, one of 'em got some pictures."

He leans back more comfortably on the pillows, taking a long drink of the soda he'd grabbed for himself before answering the last question. "Nope, you're the first! I was kinda hoping you'd all come at once, but... Well I guess everyone pretty much goes their own way a lot, recently..."

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Re: REACTIONS / GENERAL CHATTING

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Hakuna Matata~

I mean, I wasn't gonna be the one to say it-- but yes.

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