Engage

GM3

Filak barely woke up to his 9 am clock...

"Ugh... Why does my EVERYTHING hurt so much...?"

Filak slowly sat up, and disabled his alarm clock, trying to stretch...
He opened the curtains in a fast pace.

ANYWAY, what the hell happened last night? Long story short, Filak had to participate in a dancing contest by the request of everyone, somehow he won. But everyone else was drinking alcohol, right? Eh... This is gonna be a messy morning. Filak already knew it, and went to take a shower to get refreshed -- he remembered he didn't have one last night... Wait or was it this morning? Whatever.

A few minutes passed, and Filak was already dressed. He decided to go downstairs and see how the party went... Time to use perception! Who was absolutely wasted from the excessive alcohol last night?! Helian, Saiga, Gyurza, Walther, Damler, Orsis (wait what), Smith, Heckler. Alright... And this place is not clean. Everyone went to bed instantly. I think Callhoun had to carry Helian back because she got so wasted...

"Yo, Filak!" It was Wesson, Filak turned around and looked at her, she waved a bit, lowering her headphones and pausing her music player.

"Good morning Wesson, seems like you have spectated yesterday aswell, huh...?"
"Yep, but you were literal fire on the dance floor yesterday! What did you drink?"

Filak's memories of him dancing were pretty hazy, but he remembered what he drank.

"I don't really remember dancing... but..." 

-- Yesterday, before the party. --

"Burgundy! What do you want me to drink, boy?!"
"Oh hey Damler... Uh.. Can I have some Redbull? I wanna try it."

...

"Ah I remember, I asked Damler for some Redbull."

Wesson giggled, adding up with a smile: "Wow, no wonder why you were 'lit' on the dance floor! Hehe!"
"Yeah, wanna help me clean? Maybe we're gonna get a reward for cleaning."

Wesson looked around...

"Eh, we're supposed to eat here! Let's get right to cleaning then, shall we?!"

Filak nodded, and then began an intensive cleaning session. In a bit, Koch and Callhoun came up.

"Good morning, never saw you cleaning, Wesson!"
"Oh shut it you! Come join us if you're so smart, Callhoun!"

Koch was already holding a broom and a bucket of water, coming over and beginning to clean the mess too.

"Oh well, doesn't hurt to clean once in some time."

They all began cleaning together, Callhoun took care of the trash, Filak cleaned the tables, Wesson put everything back to its place and did the dishes, and Koch cleaned the floor. After a bit, they got everything clean.

"MISSION - COMPLEEEEETE!"

Everyone gave each other a high five, and Koch kind of enjoyed this kind of activity. Suddenly Helian, out of nowhere, grabbed onto Filak's arm, a bit droopy looking... Alchohol hangover isn't a joke.

"Callhouuuun... I don't feel so good please take care of me..."

Everyone just looked at her, Helian was rubbing her face in Filak's arm.

"Uhm, Miss Helian...?"

Helian turned her head up a bit.

"I'm Filak."
...
"AAAAH!"

Helian suddenly blushed, and got off of Filak, falling on the floor, Callhoun caught her and made her stand up.

"Are you okay, miss...?"
Callhoun quickly sat her down and got her some more water.
"Calm down, Helian I'm here..."

Helian was hyperventilating and red.

"J-Just get me back to bed..."

Callhoun got her up and carefully led her to bed, giving her some anti-hangover medicine.

"Jeez what a roller coaster! She has never acted like that with anyone... You truly did do something with her, Filak."

Koch nodded to that.

"I think I should get to making breakfast."
Wesson got surprised and turned her head to Koch.
"You can speak?!"
"Don't mock me, twin-tails, you heard me speak a lot in the range..."
"HEY WHO THE HELL HERE IS TWINTAILS?! Ugh, anyway, can you actually cook?"

Koch nodded again, slowly making his way to the kitchen.

"I can help you cook, Koch."

Koch nodded again to Filak, and Wesson decided to sit down and just play on her phone.

"So, Burgundy, we're gonna be making bacon, scrambled eggs, cutting some veggies, vegetable salad, fruit, and also cereal. Plus we have to set up the coffee machine."

Koch gave Filak an apron and put one on himself.

"Do you usually handle the cooking here?"
Koch nodded, getting the utensils out.
"Ok, I'll refill and set up the coffee machine first then."

...

"Phew, all done! You sure are a good cook, Koch!"
Koch smiled a tiny bit, Wesson was watching so she did a super loud and surprised gasp.

"WOAAAH! KOCH SMILED!"
"Wait really?!"
Koch quickly stopped.
"I didn't smile, twin-tails.."
"Oh stop it you, you almost never smile, unlike your older brother!"
"Come on, Wesson, grow up a tad bit and don't tease him.. He's not in the mood to fool around."
"Soooorryyyyyy~"

Wesson grinned but Koch got more annoyed, nodding.

...Later a few people who were conscious already came over to eat.
Damler got up, yelling out: "HEY WHO MADE THIS HAM PANINI?!"
Filak, frightened, got up, replying quickly in a somewhat frightened: "M-Me, Damler!"

"You're killing it my man, I'll talk to Helian about putting you up on cooking duty."

Damler fist bumped him, both laughing it out. Orsis was having trouble walking, so she had gotten some crutches from Walther. Filak was the last within the conscious group sitting down with balanced food like last time.

"Yo Filak, wassup?"

Orsis finished munching on her cheese panini.
"Oh, morning Orsis."
"So uh... Crutches."
"Yeah I can see. Is it really that bad...?"
"Never actually had a gunshot get a crack in my bone, hehe. First time experience."
"Shit happens all the time, but you'll be up and running in no time!"
"Well, we can only hope."
Both chuckled a bit, and kept eating.

Everything was unusual as always at the United Federation Rhein Theatre HQ.