#peachinpower

Psh, but who would believe that? Not this guy. In fact he’d be the type to go just to see what all the fuss was about (and maybe have a romantic first meeting? Looking through the tank to see a cute girl waving from the other side? or was that too much of a fantasy for a guy like him?)

He lost count to which floor he was on by now, spiraling down the large central fish tank, glancing through as a school of silver-colored fish swam by. The lights were dimming, as the place simulated delving deeper and deeper into the ocean. Even he had to admit, by now it was getting creepy, especially as he was the only one here.

At least, that’s what he thought until he felt a brush against his shoulder. 

“Who’s there?!” He panicked, spinning around to see-- oh good, just some girl. He lets out a sigh. “Jeez, you scared the shit out of me. I thought you were going to be some creepy deep-sea monster or something...”

Jesus, was it hot out. Was it always going to be like this? Used to more cold conditions, Mike wasn’t really sure how to handle himself when he was suddenly thrown onto an island that could’ve very easily felt like it was going to be summer every single freakin’ day, and he could already tell that he wasn’t going to like a single bit of it. 

However, that’s not the thing that catches his attention. He knew when somebody was watching him - maybe it was because of his week spent at the pizzeria, but he could always tell when someone’s eyes was on him, watching his every move, waiting for him to be vulnerable before going in for the attack.

So he sighs, and stops in his tracks. This is how it’s going to be, huh? Oddly reminiscent. Closing his eyes, Mike shoves his hands into the pockets of the pants he chose to wore for the day, and speaks up.

Usalia was walking around reading the cook book she was given upon arriving here... Well, at least trying to read it. Her lack of basic cooking knowledge made all the recipes look like they were written in another language. As she read, her mind began to wonder and she stopped paying attention at all to her surroundings...

With a thwump she was forced back into reality, falling on her bottom in the process. It was inevitable that she would bump into something or someone (this case being a someone) whilst in such a dazed state. The wererabbit quickly jumped back on her feet.

You sound delicious! 

You will be housed IT-1

Happy vacationing!