aela

i'd like to imagine that adri is staying this camper van for the summer provided by the art residency program she's in! in return of staying for free, she has to help out around sulani in many ways! cleaning up the island, helping townies with favors, etc.

jasmine’s room is a scrapbook come to life - every corner tells a story. the walls are covered in thrifted posters, vintage prints her grandparents mailed her, and hand-drawn doodles gifted by jasper’s art school friends. she never decorates in a curated way; instead, everything has layers of her personal story. the mismatched pillowcases from her childhood and teen years, her mother’s old college dorm fan, and the worn polka-dot bedding she’s had since high school, have all been carried from apartment to apartment, patched together into comfort. shelves sag under the weight of her treasures: ticket stubs from concerts she and sadie road-tripped to, tiny maneki-neko charms picked up at flea markets, a chipped mug filled with pens that don’t work but she refuses to throw out. it smells faintly of incense, old notebook paper, and matcha she forgets to finish. it’s a patchwork of places she’s lived and people she’s loved.

jasmine doesn’t like letting go of things that hold memory. her bedroom is the one space she controls fully, a place where the chaos feels warm instead of overwhelming.

jasmine never really planned to live with her younger brother jasper (24) and his best friend spencer (24). after college, she bounced between odd jobs and short-term rentals, pouring everything she had into dance classes and rehearsals. when rent skyrocketed and the studio bills started creeping up, jasper offered her a room in the unit he shared with spencer in san myshuno. she resisted at first - siblings under one roof in their twenties felt like a recipe for tension - but the timing was right, and she realized being close to family (and splitting bills three ways) wasn’t the worst idea.

what sealed it was spencer. she’s known him since childhood through jasper, but adulthood gave them an easy, sibling-like bond. his restless energy plays well against her grounded drive, and though the apartment’s on the smaller side, they’ve carved out a rhythm: spencer with his late-night guitar riffs, jasper sketching tattoos in the kitchen, and jasmine running choreography in the living room until the neighbors bang on the wall. it’s messy, but it works.