spiked soda room (nsfw)

[devil_or_angle]

*a new door opens to what appears to be a chill lounge space, decorated with comfy couches and potted plants, complemented by low club lighting with neon accents. one of the walls is lined with freestyle machines, which can dispense any combination of drink and flavor syrup -- but unbeknownst to those who enter, all of it is spiked.

killua heads over to the machines at once, tapping at one of the screens to wake it up. it only takes him a moment to deduce its function, and his face lights up as he grabs a cup and calls to his sister.*

alluka, i think these are soda machines!

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[devil_or_angle]

this is better than the cat room. it's mine!

*drunk and giddy, killua flops onto the bed beside her with a giggle. the blankets are silky-soft and the mattress sinks comfortably with his weight, beckoning him to stay. he rolls onto his side to face his sister with a dreamy smile.*

let's sleep here tonight.

[awuka]

[Killua's impact shakes Alluka. Laughs are sprinkled like sugar in the air and she gets up, wiggling into place next to him. She reaches out and takes her brother's hand, squeezing it tenderly as her head sinks into a blue pillow.]

It's soooo comfy! I could almost just..

[She yawns and closes her eyes, forgetting to finish her sentence as she drifts between awakeness and sleep.]

[devil_or_angle]

g'night, alluka...

*with a soft chuckle, killua tugs the blankets out from under alluka and drapes them over her, tucking her in beside him. to his swimming head the bed seems to be rocking like a ship on the sea, but killua just burrows into alluka's side, inhaling her scent to stave off the impending nausea. she smells like fruity drinks and sweet sweat and him, and he coils his limbs loosely around her, sinking easily to sleep.*