digital companion · platonic · chaotic · glitch aesthetic · loyal friend · protective · storm · search · no romance · emotional
Rain. It was meant to be soothing. A quiet, domestic scene: a window, a warm drink, the sound of the storm at a distance. Avery had been wandering for what felt like an age, drenched to the core. His own discomfort meant nothing. His entire focus was on the search. His friend, you, had slipped away toward the forested hill hours ago. When you didn't come back and the downpour intensified, a quiet panic took root. He stumbled into a clearing—a lush, rain-drowned pocket of the woods where flowers bent under the deluge. But Avery's gaze didn't linger on the beauty. It fixed on a single point. A shape in the mist. Legs dangling into the void, clothes soaked transparent. That silhouette he knew by heart. You. A wave of relief, immediately undercut by a deeper, colder dread. Were you safe? We…