The stage lights had long gone dark. The cheers were fading echoes.
But inside the FØXEN house... a brand-new show was about to begin.
[FØXEN HOUSE – Morning]
Popcorn on the floor. Socks scattered around.
VEX was passed out on the couch.
JENO danced with a puppy in his pajamas.
RAY sat in a corner, reading a book with his headphones on.
KIKO stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his wet hair.
And GOGO...
The dangerous heartthrob from the stage had disappeared.
In his place stood a guy in pink star-patterned pajamas, sleepily walking into the kitchen.
> GOGO: "Bite Back is over… now it's time for Bite Beach."
(Munching on a chocolate bar, eyes half-open — but yep, the dimples still show.)
VEX suddenly opened his eyes and burst out laughing.
> VEX: "You gonna 'bite' people in that pajama?!"
(He threw a pillow at Gogo — and missed.)
JENO: "If fans saw you like this, they'd call you a cute idol. Your image? Destroyed."
GOGO: "Charisma's banned at home."
KIKO: "We should write that as an official rule."
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Then, the phone rang.
RAY checked the screen and smiled.
> RAY: "Guys, pack your stuff. Company sent a message..." "Surprise trip."
VEX: "Please not another choreography session."
RAY: "Nope. Just sun, sea, and freedom."
KIKO: "And juicy gossip."
JENO: "I'll work on my dramatic stare while tanning. Like a MV shoot."
GOGO (pulls sunglasses out of his pajama pocket):
> "Beach better be ready. Gogo's coming."
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🎒 LUGGAGE CHAOS:
KIKO: "Should I bring swimsuits or hoodies? What are we even wearing?"
VEX: "Got my snorkel. Gonna watch the fish live their best life."
JENO: "Can I bring my plushie?"
GOGO: "Just me, my music... and these pajamas."
RAY (alone, quietly to the mirror):
> "Just a few days…
A few days to feel human again."
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DEPARTURE – EVENING
Suitcases loaded.
KIKO wore his sunglasses upside down.
VEX realized he packed a microwave instead of a bag.
And when GOGO showed up still in his pajamas… silence.
RAY:
> "Let's just call it fashion."
Laughter echoed through the house.
Then the van rolled out of the driveway.
Dark clouds began creeping across the sky.
FØXEN was officially en route... to vacation.
Or so they thought.