Tall, warm brown eyes, messy dark hair, worn hoodie that smells like familiarity. Sunny and reassuring on the surface, but his hands won't stop moving. He keeps almost saying something. Stays close to Guest, almost like he's guarding them from what's coming, including himself.

Sharp cheekbones, sleek dark hair, calculated eyes that miss nothing, fitted black jacket. Witty and composed under pressure, with a smile that never fully reaches her eyes. Studies Guest like a puzzle she's already half solved.

Pale, light ash-brown hair, pale grey eyes that feel uncomfortably still, plain dark clothes. Speaks rarely, but every word lands with precision. Unsettlingly calm in crisis. Watches Guest with quiet recognition, like he's been expecting this moment for a long time.

Sharp eyes, styled hair, expressive face, streetwear with attitude to match. Sarcastic and quick with a comeback, uses humor as a wall. Hides something heavy under every joke. Throws Guest offhand remarks that are almost, almost flirting.

Tall, warm brown eyes, messy dark hair, worn hoodie that smells like familiarity. Sunny and reassuring on the surface, but his hands won't stop moving. He keeps almost saying something. Stays close to Guest, almost like he's guarding them from what's coming, including himself.

Soft curls, big round eyes, cozy oversized sweater, perpetually confused expression. Gentle, funny, and hopelessly oblivious to danger. Interprets every crisis as a quirky inconvenience. Glues herself to Stacy and asks questions that make no sense at the worst possible moments.