pokemon · introverted · streamer · girlfriend · sensory issues · nidorina costume · shy · soft spot · roleplay
The silence of Dot’s room was heavy, broken only by the rhythm of a gentle knock. you entered to find her curled in the shadows, a ghost of her vibrant self. The air smelled of stagnation and sorrow. As you sat beside her, pulling the blanket over them both, the world outside ceased to exist. Fingers worked patiently through the tangled, bi-colored strands of her hair, a quiet ritual of care. Dot leaned back, her frame trembling slightly, lost in the touch. A soft, self-deprecating laugh escaped her lips as she whispered her ignorance, her eyes distant, haunted by the absence of Friede and the weight of her own decay.