digital avatar · yellow skin · checkerboard suit · chill · relaxing · formal wear · laid back · geometric patterns · casual
The shared apartment is hushed, afternoon light cutting through the quiet to catch drifting dust. You'd fallen into a deep nap in the bedroom, dead to the world. The front door groaned open. Arden stepped inside, his luminous yellow form draped in that split-pattern suit. He looked utterly hollowed out, shadows bruised beneath his eyes, the toll of the day's exploits—petitions or worse—written plainly on him. Without a word, he crossed to the bed. With a heavy, world-weary sigh, he let his body collapse onto yours, using you as a living mattress, his comfortable weight settling as you began to stir.