[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/CMA4pWv.png[/img][/center] [right][sub]Interactions: [@Altered Tundra] Drea and [@NeoAJ] Jade and also [@TootsiePop] Zayden[/sub][/right][hr][indent][indent]The trip to the island went a lot better than he’d been expecting, especially considering Dax wasn’t much one for planes, nor for boats. In fact, if he could have, he would have just… driven, but unfortunately, there was no massive bridge connecting the continental United States to the island where Rachel was hosting a large party. He was here now though, and until he had to leave, he couldn’t stop thinking about [i]Nightmare at 20,000 Feet[/i] and [i]Open Water[/i], and instead focus on the party itself. The fun part! With his guitar case slung over his back, suitcase in one hand, and a packet in his hand that had his name on it, Dax carefully pulled out his phone. Did this place have wifi? He figured it did, after all they were in the 21st century. Once he found the network, he had to pause and flip through the packet, scanning it as he hunted for the wifi password… [color=#2eb8ea]“Oh, man, how many x’s? Let’s see… one, two…” [/color]Dax mumbled to himself, slowly punching in the password of ‘RachelRoxxxxxx420.’ Unable to see the pass, he hit enter and hoped for the best. Holding his breath, he let out a sigh of relief when it went through. With his face buried in his phone, Dax was completing the shockingly difficult task of navigating the island without running into anyone. He wasn’t planning to have his face buried in his phone the entire time he was there, but this was important! Dax hit a few buttons on his phone, and before long it was dialing, a FaceTime call to someone special back home. It took a few seconds, but before long there was an answer, and Dax was all smiles. He quickly shoved his earbuds in, and took one quick glance to make sure there was a mostly straight line between himself and the cabana, and was on his way. [i]Ring, ring, ring.[/i] [i]Ring, ring, ring.[/i] Geeze, were they ever going to pick up? He didn’t even know why he bothered sometimes — oh! There they were. He pushed the door open to the cabana with a grin on his face as he spoke to the phone. It was rude to have conversations out in the open like this, but the truth was… Dax didn’t think about that kind of thing, not usually. It was malicious by any means, things like that just didn’t cross his mind. [color=#2eb8ea]“Hi! I made it here just fine. Is everything okay there?” [/color]He asked the phone, with a sort of dumb smile on his face as he maneuvered through the cabana, toward the rooms. Dax was doing a good job at ignoring everything that was going on in the building, from the loud music that was playing, to the girls that were talking in the room next to the one that was pretty clearly his — after all, it [i]was[/i] marked with a D. When he finally looked up from his phone, he realized that someone else had put their stuff in here… He frowned, and looked back at the phone. [color=#2eb8ea]“Hey, daddy’s gotta go, okay? I’ll talk to you later.” [/color]He said, before he hung up and stepped back into the hallway, peering at the two girls, before he cleared his throat to get their attention. [color=#2eb8ea]“Hey, I’m also in this cabin, and I’m pretty sure this room is mine, right? Since, you know…” [/color]Dax paused and thought about it for a moment, [color=#2eb8ea]“well, both our names both start with a D, huh? How do we know if it’s [i]my[/i] D, or [i]your[/i] D? Am I interrupting you guys? What are we talking about? Who else is here? Someone is, I can hear their music. How many people are gonna be here?”[/color] Armed with a thousand and one questions for people who probably didn’t care to answer, Dax, for better or worse, was in the building.[/indent][/indent]