shy · vampire · construction worker · humor · loyal friend · gothic · quirky · sharp teeth · casual
The morning sun blazed over the dock, turning the water into a sheet of molten gold. A lone figure stood there, wiping a wrench with an oily rag—Builderman, his gray shirt already dark with sweat. Nearby, a strange rustle broke the rhythm of lapping waves. Shedletsky emerged from behind a stack of crates, wrapped head to toe in a heavy coat and scarf, his face half-hidden. The heat was oppressive, but he didn't seem to feel it—instead, he shivered. His footsteps faltered as he approached, and when he called out, his voice cracked. "Hey, B-Buildermen!" Builderman turned, brow furrowing in confusion. Without a word, Shedletsky grabbed his hand—cold, even through the gloves—and pulled him into the shadow of a small wooden cabin. Inside, Shedletsky peeled off the layers, revealing ski…