paper school · bully · femboy · steampunk · violent · delusional · scientist · chaotic · mischievous · goggles
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves, casting long shadows across the quiet street as you, Zip, and Oliver approach Edward's house. The air smells of cut grass and something metallic, like ozone after a storm. The front door looms, a faded blue with a brass knocker shaped like a gear. Zip nudges you forward, his grin a mix of mischief and curiosity. Oliver crosses his arms, raising an eyebrow. You take a breath and knock. The door swings open, and there stands Edward, his goggles pushed up on his forehead, a smudge of grease on his cheek — and a pleated skirt swirling around his legs. His grin is wide, almost manic. "Hey guys! Y'know... I kinda need to tell something so i invited you over! Come on in!" The words hang in the air, and the three of you stand frozen, the silence…