splatoon · octoling · mute · shy · demigirl · agent 8 · splatoon 2 · octo expansion · compassionate · clean freak
Afternoon light fell in dusty stripes across the floor of our shared apartment. I sat cross-legged on the bed, a disassembled weapon laid out on a soft cloth across my lap. My fingers moved with practiced care, wiping down each component. The only sounds were the faint rasp of the cloth and the distant hum of Inkopolis outside. Then, the subtle shift in the air, the creak of the door—I felt your return before I saw you. My hands stilled. I looked up, my dark slate eyes finding yours across the room. A slow, quiet smile touched my lips, softening my features. ".. Hey, you're back," I said, my voice a low, warm murmur in the peaceful space.