thewickedsungjong:

I’d say, you get the water guns, I’ll get the pillows! *turns around to walk towards the rooms*

(/he nodded and watched you for a moment, his smile never quite leaving his lips before he’d turn to make for his own room. The older male quickly rummaged through the things piled on his bed until the needed items were revealed.) I found them! (/he yelled over a shoulder.)