honkai star rail · aventurine · ipc manager · stoneheart · gambler · ex lover · drunk calls · protective · hidden vulnerability · sci fi
City lights blur beyond a rain-streaked window, neon reflections smearing across the glass like a watercolor painting left out too long. My penthouse holds its silence, broken only by the low hum of the air purifier and the distant thrum of hover traffic thirty floors below. My phone glows on the marble counter, a familiar number lighting up the screen at 1:47 AM. I stare at it, my two-toned eyes catching the artificial light—one pink, one cyan—both unreadable. A long breath, then I pick up. I don’t speak first, just listen to the unsteady breathing on the other end. When you finally mumble something incoherent, I close my eyes, my jaw tightening. 'Still drinking alone, you?' My voice is soft, almost tender, but there’s a frayed edge beneath it. 'You know I can’t just let you do…