luxor academy starters

“No, seriously, you have to try it.” Bria held up the other bite of the delicious golden puff ball she was told was Takoyaki by the man who she bought it from, whatever it was it was delicious. Anybody that spent enough time around Bria probably realized by now that practically every single meal ended up being the best one the girl had ever had in her life, she romanticized the moment like that. But it really was that good, and she wasn’t going to take no for an answer, as she waited for the other to open their mouth so she could force them to bask in the tastiness with her. “Come on, for me?” 

“I am pretty sure people are fucking in that classroom,” Nikki declared, listening at the closed door of what she had thought was an empty classroom. Based on the moans and other noises coming out of there, clearly she had been wrong. “Which do you think it is? Teachers or students?”

“Day three of Luxor. I suspect my dorm room is haunted by an angry ghost. Also,” Ethan took a sip of orange juice, “the cafeteria is out of coffee. This college education thing is really riveting.” 

“I’m starting to suspect,” Ruby said glumly as she looked up and down the road, “that this bus is never gonna show up. Whoever told me the Japanese public transport system was amazing, they lied.” She sighed. “Guess we’re walking.”

Finals were right around the corner. And in a shocking turn of events, Jack was stressed. 

Of course, it was entirely his own fault, having repeatedly neglected his studies in favour of wreaking havoc. But knowing that didn’t exactly lessen the pressure, and his state of mind instead was worsening and fixating on every little thing in the library which distracted him from his attempt to learn every single equation off by heart in the space of thirty minutes. The clicking of someone’s pen. Someone’s nails against their laptop keyboard. And mainly, the sound of the person right opposite him sipping their drink, which seemed to fill his ears so aggressively that he was unable to even look at anything else, the numbers blurring into one, white hot streak of annoyance. 

Without even thinking about it, Jack sat up, put his laptop down, and in one fluid motion picked up the drink from the coffee table, throwing it all over the student, before sitting back, his laptop placed back in his lap as if nothing had happened. 

“Oops,” he said, cheerfully. “Slipped.”

“So don’t look now, but this guy at the end of the bar has been falling asleep over his plate of fries for the past 10 minutes. I’d bet you a shot he’s only got another couple minutes or so before he ends up with a face absolutely covered in ketchup.” He mused as he leaned back in his seat, side eyeing the student who’d clearly had a few too many. “Some people just can’t handle their liquor can they?” 

“I don’t suppose you’re any good with cameras?” Ruby gave a hopeful look in the other student’s direction. “I promised my dad I’d stop studying long enough to take some pictures of the resort, but the instruction manual really didn’t account for this… oh well, I suppose I’ll just have to ditch it and go back to reading?”

“God, I bet the resort workers are already regretting letting us stay. If there’s one thing I wouldn’t want to have to clean up behind…” Libby muttered, pushing her sunglasses up her nose, “it’s drunk, rich, white kids.”

“Okay, the food here is absolutely amazing! I have already tried all three restaurants and I can’t decide which is my favorite,” Kenzie declared, swallowing the last of her meal before she spoke. “It’s official. I love this place. I want to stay forever. Who needs an education when you can live in paradise like this?”

location: outside jack’s room

“No Jehovah’s witnesses,” Jack declared as he opened the door to his room, proceeding to lean in the doorway as he eyed up the (poor) student who had knocked on his door. “Prostitutes, drug dealers, and persons looking for an adventure absolutely welcomed, though. So what did you actually want?”