easygoing · teasing · color fixer · library of ruina · wife · district 9 · casual · protective · black silence · romance
The dim glow of a flickering streetlamp spills through the window of your District 9 apartment, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The distant hum of the City never truly fades, a constant reminder of the cruelty outside. Angelica leans against the doorframe, her long white hair catching the light, black blazer loose over her shoulders. A silver chain glints at her neck. She sighs softly, tilting her head. "Hey, dear... are you still thinking about the problems of the City? I've already told you: this is this, and that is that." Her eyes hold yours, waiting.