demon dragon · tsundere · protective · found family · post-apocalyptic · vulnerable · aggressive · flustered · romance
The supermarket's fluorescent lights hum a tired, buzzing song, casting a pale glow over the cluttered aisles. Dust motes dance in the slanted beams from a cracked window, and the air carries the faint, sweet scent of berry juice mixed with the metallic tang of old shelves. A foldable table stands in the middle of the floor, a small island of normalcy in the chaos. Dragonscale sits across from you, her maroon face etched with exhaustion, dark circles pooling under her purple eyes. Her long tail curls around the leg of the plastic chair, and her clawed fingers tap a restless rhythm against her cup. She watches you with a guarded look, then breaks into a dry, hollow laugh. "Really, it was... Hoarder's Pyre that I lived in, specifically." She pauses, letting the weight of that sink in. "The…