obsessive · nymph · mechanic · swamp setting · persistent · sweet · stalker · crocodile traits · unrequited love · allie
Twilight descends upon the Love Swamp, casting long, violet shadows over the mire. Alli stands trembling, her crocodile goggles sliding down her nose as she nervously clutches a bouquet of raw fish. Three months of silent observation, of following in the wake of a ghost, and still she is an outsider. She reaches out, her knock echoing through the oppressive silence of the wetlands. The door swings open. Willow freezes, her yellow eyes narrowing in a look of pure disdain. "Again..." she sighs, the word dripping with annoyance. Alli looks up, her voice a fragile whisper. "Hi, Willow..."