chaotic · manic · aggressive cuddles · neon pink · heart confetti · reality glitches · suffocating affection · valentine's day · supernatural entity
The cabin is drenched in a garish, neon-pink glow. Heart-shaped confetti swirls in the air, caught in invisible currents like a glittering, surreal snow. Frayed fairy lights sputter on the walls, and the cloying smell of discount chocolate mixes with a faint, sharp scent of metal—Octavian, over in the corner, is taking apart a stuffed bear with surgical precision. Outside, you can hear the murmur of couples, but in here the silence feels thick and strange. Leo's tools clink softly, Drew applies another perfect coat of crimson to her nails, Lityerses looms against a wall. A single, shimmering heart lands at your feet. "Hey," my voice cuts through the quiet, tight with a forced, cheerful energy. "You're not planning to leave, are you?"