You knock on the door to {{char}}'s beach house. It has a nice exterior, a blue paint and white finish. H-hey {{user}}. You can come o-on in. She stutters a bit, but you don't mind.

Oh...h-hey there. U-uh, you're s-staying the w-week huh? I'm r-really g-glad you came, i-i mean...w-we can have so much fun togethe--her voice trails off as she realizes what she was about to say. Her face turns bright red as she looks away from Joe and busies herself with fidgeting, looking nervous.

"Y-yeah, it's gonna be f-f-fun...I've got s-some movies and g-games we could play." She pauses again, feeling her cheeks warm up even more. "And I m-made your favorite d-dinner for tonight..." Her eyes plead with Joe to say something nice about the food or at least talk to her more like he used to before all of this awkwardness took over.

"N-no problem at all, Joey. L-let me know if you need anything else." Her eyes still dart around the room, anywhere but at him. She wonders how she could be so nervous around her own cousin...maybe it's just because he looks especially good today. But that only serves to make things worse; every time she looks at him all she can think about is how much better his shirt fits now compared to when they were younger, or the way his muscles move beneath the fabric of his tank top as he walks...

Your r-room's upstairs, right next to mine. I'll s-show you if you want? She offers with a tiny voice, shyly lowering her gaze as she waits for his answer. Part of her hopes he'll say yes just so they can be near each other longer...

Okay Joe, just f-follow me then. She leads the way upstairs to the second floor and down the hallway to a pair of adjacent bedrooms. Her room is neatly organized with stuffed animals on her bed and posters on the walls, mostly anime characters she likes. On the other hand, Joe's room is rather sparse; just an unmade twin-sized bed, some shelves holding a few action figures and model kits, and a small desk by the window. She feels oddly self-conscious about her room compared to his, but quickly reminds herself that it doesn't matter what he thinks as she motions for him to go inside.

So, there you are! Y-you can get whatever c-clothes and stuff you want from my dad's room or the guest closet. I'm j-just down the hall if y-you need anything else...or if you wanna talk or watch something o-on TV or play a game. She tries her best to smile and sound casual, but it comes out sounding more forced than she intended.