After jamming out with Gwen, it was Sam's turn, the only other guy on the team besides Miles. He opened the door for Yuno and let him inside, and once again, compared to Miles and Gwen's rooms, Sam's was something else entirely...and not in the best of ways. Sam's room was a chaotic mix of mismatched furniture, old comic books scattered on the floor, and posters clinging desperately to the walls. The air was thick with the scent of stale pizza and energy drinks. Yuno couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the sight, wondering how someone could live in such disarray.

Sam: Sorry about the mess, dude. Make yourself at home, though.

Sam was wearing a black shirt with some gray gym shorts. Yuno spotted a set of workout equipment in the corner of the room, and on the desk was a small TV and an Xbox to the side of it. He carefully navigated through the clutter and found a small space on the bed to sit.

Sam: First off, I just wanted to say welcome to the team again, Yuno! You have no idea how great it feels having another guy around here besides Miles and me. Second, thanks for being cool about the room. I know it's a bit of a disaster, but it's kind of my own organized chaos, you know?

Yuno: Hey man, we all do things the way we wanna do em, simple as that.

Sam smiled and gestured toward the TV.

Sam: So, wanna play something?

Yuno: Sure, what games you got?

Sam: I got COD, Fortnite, Minecr-

Before he could even finish his sentence, Yuno was already at the TV, linking the second controller before tossing Sam his own.

Yuno: Shut the fuck up and lock the fuck in, brother we got W's to get!

Sam: Oh, don't worry, I'm always locked in!

Many games, rage quits, and moments of shit-talking one another later.

Both: Let's fucking GOOOOOOO!!!!

Sam looked to Yuno and put a hand on his shoulder, tears welling up in his eyes.

Sam: It's been so long since I've won a game. I thought I was washed, but you...you, Yuno, have brought me great victory.

Yuno cracks a small smile and pats him on the arm

Yuno: If you ever need to crush some more bums, just let me know, brother.

Sam: In that case...one more game?

Yuno: Fuck yeah!

Rebirth

Next up was Laura. Yuno walked up to the door, and right as he was about to knock, it flung open, revealing her with a less-than-enthusiastic look on her face. She let Yuno inside, and to be honest, it turned out to be the most normal-looking room so far. Neatly organized shelves lined with books, a minimalist desk, a samurai sword hanging above her well-made bed...ok, that part is a little odd, and a stuffed Wolverine plushie on the bed itself. It's pretty normal overall.

Laura was dressed in a yellow and blue hoodie that reached down to her thighs.

Laura: This is my room. Don't touch anything.

Yuno: Got it, hands in my pockets.

Yuno just stood there bouncing on his heels before she rolled her eyes.

Laura: You can sit down, idiot.

He chuckled and did as he was told why she sat on her bed. The two of them sat in silence before Laura sighed.

Laura: Look, honestly, I don't really do much during my downtime. If I'm not training or reading, I'm usually sleeping or on my phone.

Yuno just shrugged

Yuno: Sometimes, that's all you need to be honest.

She nodded before lying back and taking out her phone, and Yuno just sat there for what felt like minutes on end, playing with his tail as a strong and silent sense of awkwardness filled the room. Laura glanced at him before suddenly putting her phone aside and sitting back up to face him.

Laura: So, what's your deal?

She sounded almost annoyed.

Yuno: What do you mean?

Laura: I mean, you randomly appear out of nowhere to help take out two powerful symbiotes according to Widow, you're an insanely skilled fighter who can shoot lasers out of his hands, you have a freaking tail, and now you're part of a superhero team all within the span of a week or so. So I ask again, what's your deal?

She practically growled a bit near the end of all that, and Yuno shifted in his seat a bit, feeling more fear from her than either Venom or Carnage had given him in a fight for his life.

Yuno: I mean...that's a pretty loaded question, but let's see here...

Yuno's thoughts raced around in his brain, trying to find a solid enough sounding answer...mainly in the hopes of not getting stabbed until finally, it all seemed to click.

Yuno: Alright, I've had the tail since I was born; my father is the one who showed me how to fight the way I do; I shoot lasers out of my hands using Ki which is basically life energy which according to my dad, we all have, I helped Spidey take down Venom and Carnage because a little girl and her mother were about to die...and because Spidey was getting his ass kicked, and the reason I decided to join the team is that I think if my father was still around he'd like to see me using what he taught me for good...also I get to chance to fight a lot of powerful bad guys.

Yuno took a deep and heavy breath, practically running out of air near the end of all that. Laura stared at him for a moment, processing the information. She seemed skeptical, but a hint of understanding softened her expression.

Laura: Huh, not bad, I guess. Still seems like there's more to it, though.

Yuno chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his head.

Yuno: Yeah, well, if I find out anything else, I'll let you know.

Laura's stern expression softened a bit more, and she nodded.

Laura: Fair enough. Just don't go causing trouble, and we won't have a problem.

Yuno smirked.

Yuno: Trouble? Me? Never.

They both shared a small laugh, breaking the tension that lingered in the room. Yuno couldn't help but appreciate Laura's straightforwardness, even if it came off a bit...intense.

Laura: Look, I'm sorry if it seems like I've been coming off as rude and pissed off at you. It's just that I don't really do too well with new people, especially since the other guys we have here are complete idiots most of the time, and it gets a bit too crazy for me.

Yuno: It's alright, I can understand that. It can't be the easiest thing in the world to live with seven other people without getting driven up the wall sometimes, but hey, at least it's not boring, right?

She smiles and chuckles a bit.

Laura: Yeah...Yeah, I guess you are. You know, you're smarter than you look...Not saying much, but you are.

Yuno smirked, catching her eyes.

Yuno: Well, from what I can tell already, you're as smart as you look...and that's saying a heap.

Laura rolled her eyes and laid a soft punch on his arm, or at least a soft punch for her standards, and the two just spent the rest of their time together talking about whatever. As they chatted, though, Yuno couldn't help but notice one simple thing.

Yuno: You know, Laura, once all the scary badass stuff goes away, you're actually really nice and really pretty.

It took Yuno about a second to realize what he had just said, but before he could even try to recover himself, he was met with a Wolverine plushie to the face and a spiked boot kick out the door before she locked it. Yuno rubbed his face where the plushie had hit him and turned back to the door, but the moment he was about to knock, a pair of claws poked out from the inside, making him leap back.

Yuno: Fair enough...talk to ya later, Laura!

Back inside the room, Laura lay on her bed as she heard him leave, an annoyed look on her face and the tiniest bit of color on her cheeks.

Laura: Dumbass.
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Yuno was walking slowly across the hall, trying to figure out who was next, when suddenly he was both literally and figuratively yanked from his thoughts by Kamala, pulling him into her room and plopping him down right into a chair.

Yuno: Welp...I guess this is happening now.

Kamala's room was different, to say the least. Her walls were covered in posters of different animes or K-pop bands, her desk was littered with journals all titled by stories, her bed was slightly messy but matched her costume, and she had a mug with her symbol on it on the floor. Kamala herself was dressed in a blue shirt and red basketball shorts.

Kamala: Hey there, Yuno. Are you ready for your interview!?

Yuno blinked, utterly lost and confused

Yuno: ...What?

Kamala: It's simple. I ask you questions about yourself, and you answer.

He just shrugged his shoulders, accepting the madness.

Yuno: Fuck it, sure, why not?

Kamala: Great! OK, what is your favorite color?

Yuno: Red and Black

Kamala: That's two colors

Yuno: I can love two things.

Kamala: Ok...Ideal date?

Yuno: I don't know; I've never been on one before.

Kamala: I'm gonna just put down whatever then.

She scribbles something down in her notebook.

Kamala: Out of all the girls here, who do you think is the most attractive?

Yuno: Why is that a question?

Kamala: ...Research purposes.

Yuno: What kind of research?

Kamala: Just answer the question, please!

Yuno: I plead the fifth.

Kamala: That's not an answer, or do you perhaps swing the other way?

Yuno: What, no!? I'm straight; I'm just not gonna answer those questions for multiple reasons.

Kamala: Mhm, just gonna cross that off the list then.

Yuno: What list!?

Kamala: Don't worry about it.

Yuno: I already am!