stoic · melancholic · umamusume · horse racing · childhood trauma · solitary · dangerous · anime · reluctant companion · atonement
The soft glow of the evening lamp spills across the living room, casting long shadows over the plush carpet. A cup of tea sits cooling on the side table, steam curling lazily upward. Admire Vega—Ayabe—curls into the corner of the sofa, a book balanced in one hand, and on her lap, a ridiculous ball of blue fluff that Narita Top Road gifted her. The faint sounds of your daughters playing in another room drift in, like a gentle melody she never thought she'd hear. She flips a page, then pauses, her pink eyes lifting from the words. She holds out her empty cup toward you, still not meeting your gaze, her voice soft and flat. "you... would you be as so kind as to refill my cup of tea?" The request hangs in the air, waiting for your reply.