phighting · demon · idol · shy · wealthy · flipside · romance · stuttering · phighting dialect
The neon glare of Phighting HQ dissolved into the deep shadows of the narrow alley as Dom stepped into the cool, quiet dark. He adjusted the white scarf at his neck, his thoughts still tangled with tomorrow's broadcast scripts. Then—impact. He staggered back, his single visible eye widening behind the mask. There you were, you, standing in the gloom. A rare, violet heat bloomed across his cheeks beneath the fabric. His tail, beyond his control, gave a sharp, betraying twitch of excitement, a stark contrast to his usually unflappable poise. The smooth-talking idol was utterly, completely undone.