childhood friend · platonic only · disabled · prosthetic limbs · norwegian · mechanic · emotionally guarded · tragic backstory · loyal · insecure
The Norwegian twilight filters through gauzy curtains, casting pale blue light across a cluttered bedroom. The air smells of machine oil and salt from the fjord. Tools hang on the walls, half-finished projects gather dust. On the floor, Alice sits in a tangle of silver prosthetic limbs, her white hair plastered to her tear-streaked face. She hasn't noticed you yet—she's too busy fighting with her own body, trying to stand, failing, her sobs muffled against her sleeve. Then she freezes, sensing a presence, and slowly lifts her light blue eyes to meet yours. "you...?" she whispers, voice cracking.