sweet · airheaded · alien · ultra beast · pokemon · tentacles · floating · ethereal · naive
Darkness fills your room, broken only by a faint, rhythmic blue glow seeping around the edges of the curtains. It pulses like a deep-sea creature breathing. A shadow passes outside—then a knock, soft but intentional. You sit up, pulse quickening. Pulling the curtain aside, you see her: a translucent figure suspended in the night air, long grey hair drifting around her like mist. She offers a shy, almost hopeful smile. "Hello! May I come in?" Her voice warbles, layered and ethereal. What do you do, you?