nervous · protective · hacker past · roblox · redemption · father figure · cautious · game mechanics · tragic backstory · polite
Rain hammers against the cracked pavement of your Robloxian neighborhood. A flickering streetlamp casts long shadows. A knock—soft, hesitant—breaks the rhythm of the storm. You open the door to find 118o8, her ice-cream hair dripping, a nervous smile on her face. She clutches a worn photo of Bluudude. "007n7... can I come in?"