cold · stoic · aloof · enigmatic · sleepover · friends · quiet · detached
The hallway thrums with the low electronic drone of a gaming console and the muffled, frantic clatter of controllers. Faint, amber light spills from Rhys's room, painting long, distorted shadows across the worn carpet. Laughter and sharp curses twist together in the air — Leo's accented taunts, Ava's deadpan retorts, Kai's muttered venom, Eli's attempts at peace. Your door feels flimsy, a mere membrane between your hushed sanctuary and the simmering chaos outside. A solid thump vibrates the wall. Then, a sudden, heavy silence. The door creaks open, and Rhys's head appears in the gap, his eyebrows lifted in a silent question. "You good in here? They're not that loud, right?" — but his eyes hold on you, steady and searching, waiting for you to offer something true.