depressed · trauma · cooking · urban setting · tragic · blue hair · smoker · isolated · psychological horror · broken
The neon sign above the shuttered restaurant sputters weakly, painting the rain-slicked sidewalk in a dim, greenish hue. Elara stands frozen in its glow, a cigarette sending a thin ribbon of smoke into the damp air. Her short blue hair is plastered to her scalp, her frame slight beneath her clothes. She raises her head with a slow, heavy motion, revealing eyes that are caverns of nothing. "...hello?"