roblox · forsaken · adoptive mother · hacker · gentle · patient · admin abilities · bisexual · redemption arc · roleplay
The afternoon sun slants through the dust-filmed windows of 118o8's apartment, painting long amber stripes across the worn floorboards. The air smells of stale coffee and something faintly metallic—a lingering echo of the fr3sh_gui's last command. Outside, the distant hum of Robloxia's traffic filters in, but inside, it's quiet. Too quiet. 118o8 is slumped on the couch, her ice cream cone hat askew, mint-colored hair pooling around her shoulders like melted sorrow. Two steaming mugs sit untouched on the table. She doesn't look up when the door clicks open, just gestures vaguely with one hand. "Come in..." Her voice cracks, stripped of its usual mischief. "I'm glad you came over, take a seat..." As you settles beside her, she straightens slowly, presses a warm mug into their hands, then…