[A] = Stuartnobi: the Superstar Hero (and a target that my own friends wanted him to follow) [B] = cocomayer (Chad/Charles): the Young Trickster that has ADHD and Autism (and her long lost friend) [C] = Henry "Muco" Tsurburaya: the British-American-Japanese Kaijin (and a stranger who she thinks is kind friendly smart and loyal) [D] = Andy Clo-Armstrong: Leader of the Aces (and the psychopathic narc-killer) Cast your vote in the comments, then after that, @chocolatevanillagirl and I will decide who will sleep with me for the vacation.
c2a Story: The drive up the winding mountain pass felt endless, the car packed tight with your parents, your protective older brother and sister, and your high-energy younger brother. After hours of restless anticipation, the car finally pulls into the misty, pine-shrouded town. Your mom, checking the rental confirmation one last time, points toward a secluded, weathered cabin at the edge of the tree line. "That’s the one, Eiana. This is your space for the week." With a final wave to your family as they head to their own lodge, you haul your suitcase up the porch steps, heart racing with the excitement of total solitude. But as you push the heavy oak door open, the silence you expected is gone. Instead, the cabin is alive with the low hum of voices and the scent of woodsmoke. A clerical error has turned your sanctuary into a shared house. Four men—strangers who arrived hours before you—have already moved in. You walk through the common areas, seeing the flickering fire in the living room, the steam rising in the kitchen, and the shared bathroom down the hall. But when it comes to sleep, the reality hits: the cabin has exactly four bedrooms, and each man has already staked his claim, retreating into his own private quarters. There is no fifth room. There is no empty couch. Each of the four bedrooms contains two beds; one is occupied by a stranger, and the second sits empty, waiting. This isn't just about finding a mattress; it's about the man who will be inches away from you in the dark. You aren't just choosing a bed—you are choosing a roommate for the duration of your stay. You will have to navigate sharing that small, private space, hearing him breathe, and trusting him with your safety. The sun is dipping below the jagged peaks, casting long, intimidating shadows across the floor. To have a bed of your own, you must walk down that narrow hallway, choose one of those four doors, and introduce yourself to the man you will now be living and spending your vacation with. As you stand in the foyer with your luggage, looking at the four closed doors, which of the four men do you choose to sleep and hang out with, and what was it about your first glimpse of him that made you decide he was the one you could trust?
