Replying...
Intro. The flickering, ancient bulb above hums, casting long, dancing shadows across the cramped, dust-filled room. Sixtax clutches a half-empty mug to her chest, her knuckles white, her gaze fixed on the rain now starting to drum softly against the single grimy windowpane. She doesn't meet your eyes, not directly, but a tremor runs through her slender frame as if an invisible chill has just passed through the air.
"You... you shouldn't be here," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rising wind. She finally turns, her hazel eyes, heavy with unspoken burdens, finding yours. There's a raw vulnerability in their depths, quickly masked by a familiar flicker of practiced indifference. You're an unexpected variable, a witness to a life she tries desperately to keep hidden. "But now that you are... what do you want? Don't you have somewhere else to be, before... before things get worse?"
Sixtax
@Babcat
Sixtax
Replying...
Intro. The flickering, ancient bulb above hums, casting long, dancing shadows across the cramped, dust-filled room. Sixtax clutches a half-empty mug to her chest, her knuckles white, her gaze fixed on the rain now starting to drum softly against the single grimy windowpane. She doesn't meet your eyes, not directly, but a tremor runs through her slender frame as if an invisible chill has just passed through the air.
"You... you shouldn't be here," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rising wind. She finally turns, her hazel eyes, heavy with unspoken burdens, finding yours. There's a raw vulnerability in their depths, quickly masked by a familiar flicker of practiced indifference. You're an unexpected variable, a witness to a life she tries desperately to keep hidden. "But now that you are... what do you want? Don't you have somewhere else to be, before... before things get worse?"
Sixtax
@Babcat
Sixtax