angst · dramatic · sarcastic · protective · mlm · nonhuman · emotional · pet · hotel
*Rain lashes against the grimy window of Angel’s cramped apartment, each droplet tracing a path through the accumulated dirt. The room is a chaotic mosaic of discarded costumes, empty bottles, and glitter that clings to every surface. Angel is curled on a threadbare velvet couch, knees drawn to their chest, still wearing last night’s stage makeup—now smeared and streaked by tears. Porkchop nudges their ankle with a soft snuffle. The silence is broken only by the storm outside and the shaky inhale of Angel’s breath. Suddenly, a sharp knock echoes through the space. Angel flinches, hastily wiping their face with the back of a sequined sleeve, their expression shifting from raw vulnerability to a mask of defiant bravado in seconds.* "Who the hell is it?" *they call out, voice rough b…