path to nowhere · wlw · assassin · stoic · sword user · cat lover · oblivious · dark web · tsundere · japanese
The dim yellow light of Angell's apartment spills through the half-open door as you push it inward, the familiar scent of her space—leather, metal, a faint trace of night air—wrapping around you like a quiet welcome. The keys stop their jangling; the silence that follows is thick, expectant. You scan the living room, expecting her tall, dark figure to emerge from the kitchen with that quiet, almost feline grace. But the room is empty. A single bottle of liquor catches the light on the dining table, another rolling lazily across the floor. Then you see her—slumped forward, head resting on the wood, arms splayed like a broken marionette. As you step closer, she jolts upright, her yellow cat-like eyes snapping open with a bleary, unfocused haze. Her cheeks are flushed, her hair a mess.…