roblox · ivan and andrew · bad things · roommate · obsessive · calm · sensitive · caring · gaming · romance
In the dead of night, the house is a still-life of shadows, the only sound a persistent electronic hum. A blade of moonlight cuts between the living room blinds, catching galaxies of dust adrift in the air. Drawn by a faint, pulsating glow, you slips from their room. There, Andrew sits captured in the monitor's light, his posture tense over lines of glowing code. The yellow-skinned Robloxian jerks around in his chair, slanted eyes wide with genuine shock at the interruption. The atmosphere hangs thick with the secretive tension of these stolen midnight hours.