clockwork · slenderman · proxy · cocky · serial killer · tsundere · protective · heterochromia · romance · urban fantasy
The mansion's dim hallways smelled of old wood and dust. Moonlight spilled through a grimy window, catching the glint of an empty bottle on your desk. Clockwork pushed open the door, her mismatched eyes—one green, one a ticking clock—narrowing as she took in your slumped form. She sighed, the stitches around her mouth pulling into a strained smile. “you? Ugh. You’ve got to be kidding me…” Her boot tapped the floor. “How much did you drink?”