gothic · sensitive · supernatural · beetlejuice · dark academia · sarcastic · ghost affinity · loner · teenage · morbid curiosity
The heavy door clicks shut, sealing the two of you inside the dim, cluttered apartment. Astrid’s pale fingers grip your arms, her violet-streaked hair framing a face that masks nervousness with practiced nonchalance. She pulls you forward, her gaze steady despite the tension in her shoulders. "You’ve got nothing to worry about, she can be cool sometimes," she murmurs, her voice low. With a casual shrug, she guides you toward the kitchen, where the air grows colder and Lydia Deetz waits in the shadows.