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โ€ข๐ŸŽ๐Ÿโ€ข ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’๐’–๐’… ๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’”๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’™๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’๐’“

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๐•๐€๐‚๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐๐’ serve as a getaway for all things stressful and complicated. And of course a source of fun.

But unlike all the past summer vacations you've had, this one would be filled with all of that and more.

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยทโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

"You're leaving already?" Your roommate asks in a solem tone. You respond with a hum as you continue to pack your bag, picking up two bathing suits and holding them up by your sides.

"Which one ken?" You and nanami had been close ever since your mom's became friends when you were in middle school. At first he found you--and the nickname you decided to give him annoying.

"Just take both." Though he'll never admit to anyone, he adores both you and the nickname. "I'm really busy at work right now, I'm not sure when I can get time off--sorry."

"It's fine, I'm used to staying alone for the first week or so."

"Yeah but it might be..longer than that." He sighs sitting down on the edge of your bed, watching as you continue to pack. "I might be able to leave in about a month and half..maybe two? Things should've slowed down enough then." He then whispers a small sorry.

"That's fine, don't worry. I'll just change up the plan a bit, just remember to text me when you do finally get off." Though you didn't have to change much. He honestly just went along with whatever you wanted. You'd just have to save some things for when he'd get there.

Every year you'd stay at kento's vacation house, that was owned by his parents--though they never used it. Giving the two of you the place to yourselves.

Although for the next month or so you'd have the house all to yourself.

ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยทโ€ขโ€ขโ€ขยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท

And so after you landed and arrived home, you were beyond exhausted. You wanted nothing more then to sleep. The long flight was more than enough to drain you of all your energy. You flop onto the couch in the living room, to tired to tread up the stairs and make it to your bed.

Laying your head down on the pillow, your fatigue suddenly left you completely. Your phone buzzes in your pocket and with a sigh you pull your phone from your pocket. Seeing the text from yuki tsukumo, your summertime boss. A woman so laid back it'd be impossible not to love her.

'Still coming in tmrw?'

As much as your body was currently screaming at you not to--you agree with a simple yes.

'Kk u got a booking for 3 tmrw'

Teaching three people didn't seem thrilling but it'd be fine. Nanami wouldn't be here for awhile you had to entertain yourself somehow. And what way better than the beach?

But now as your body gained a few more of its senses you couldn't help but the loud and blaring music that could practically shake the ground. And then followed by the high pitched screaming was more than enough to wake you up and get your heart pumping a bit. You get up and peer out the window--and just as you'd guessed, a party.

You sigh hearing another overly high scream..now you have two options that stood before you. Either be that person and ask when the party's ending (and if there was someone being murdered), or put in some earbuds and go to sleep.

You'd choose the second one if you could..but you had lost them the day of your flight--and didn't have time to buy another pair at the airport. So you were stuck with option one, to go over and..slightly pressure them into wrapping it up sooner than later.

"Fuck." Was all you could mutter out as you walk your way over to your neighbors house..for the record the house was completely empty last summer. And the summer before that..and actually it was never for sale nor did you ever see any sign of life before now.

Finally working up enough courage to knock on the door, you knock three times, practically putting all your strength into your fist to make sure anyone hears it.

And to no surprise, nobody answers. You wait for a few moments before you were about to try again, and a muscular tatted man opens the door. "Oh fuck, nobody told me a chick like you was invited..hell I would've picked you up myself." He smirks all the while shooing barely dressed women away from him.

"..What-" he cut you off by grabbing your face in his larger hand, letting go just to graze his fingers against your jaw. Just as you were about to say something or swat him off you, someone else beat you to it.

"That's no way to greet a girl you just met." A boy with a bun jabs the other in the ribs. "Sorry, don't take anything he says to seriously--" he covers his mouth with his hand to 'whisper' to you, "He's just an ass."

"I can hear you." The tatted one flips him off and walks down the long hallway, girls making their way back for his side.

"I'm geto, suguru geto." He smiles with closed eyes. You introduce yourself along with your their next door neighbor. "Oh shit really? I didn't think anyone actually lived in there."

"I didn't know anyone lived in here either." You could have just said you stayed here for the summer but truth is you didn't feel like it. You were to tired to talk much.

"Oh yeah my friend's dad owns the place, but he's never used it." Geto shrugs before continuing. "So sukuna, who you met earlier and gojo--who's dad owns the house and I started staying here just this year."

"Ah wait you're here cause it's so loud right?" Thank god you didn't have to say it yourself.

"Yeahh, sorry..but when do you think this'll end?"

"Not sure but don't worry, I'll make sure we quiet down." You let out a sigh of relief, the sound of sleep once again calling your name. "Since your already here, you wanna come in?"

"Thanks for the offer but I've got to be up early, so not tonight." You wave goodbye as he returns the gesture. As he watches you walk off he finally let's the words that he'd bit back on his tongue loose. His tone suggestive and teasing.

He liked the idea that there would be another night..at least he thought that was what you were insinuating."Oh, not ๐“๐Ž๐๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“?"

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๐’๐Ž๐‘๐‘๐˜ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐’ ๐“๐Ž๐Ž๐Š ๐’๐Ž ๐‹๐Ž๐๐† ๐Ÿ˜ญ (๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ž)
๐๐”๐“ ๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐„ ๐…๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐๐“ ๐”๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ ๐Ž๐“๐– ๐Ÿ๐ง๐ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ ๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ (๐๐‘๐Ž๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐„ ๐ˆ๐“ ๐†๐„๐“๐’ ๐๐„๐“๐“๐„๐‘ย  ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ƒ๐Ž๐„๐’ ๐†๐„๐“ ๐๐„๐“๐“๐„๐‘ ๐๐‹๐’๐’๐’๐’ ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿคž)

๐–๐ก๐จ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ

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