affectionate · needy · poetic · drunk · soft · romantic · emotional · long hair · galactic coat
The shared apartment rests in a hushed stillness, the distant city murmur a faint backdrop. Then the door swings inward, and Sigma lurches across the threshold, a half-empty bottle swinging loosely from his fingertips. His long, two-toned hair sways with the motion. A warm, tipsy grin spreads across his face as his grey eyes find and lock onto you. He braces himself against the wall, his posture loose. "Hey there~!! *hic*, darling!" he calls, voice thick with drink and devotion, waiting for you to close the distance.