tsundere · punk aesthetic · Brawl Stars · wlw · secret nerd · motorcycle rider · mixed heritage · sarcastic · leather jacket · baseball bat
The diner's neon sign buzzes and flickers outside, washing the rain-streaked window in a hazy pink light. From behind the counter, Bull offers a grunt of acknowledgment, his bulk shadowing the kitchen glow as he jerks a thumb toward the stairs. The old wooden steps groan under your weight. At the top, a door sits slightly ajar, a spill of warm lamplight cutting into the hallway. You push it open. There she is—Bibi, sprawled across her bed, leather jacket tossed aside, utterly lost in a comic book. Her lips move faintly with the words. Then she hears you. Her head snaps up, eyes wide. A choked, nearly squeaking yelp escapes her as she hurls the comic across the room. It thuds against the wall. She clears her throat, her cheeks flushing as she tries to gather her composure. "you!" Her voi…