angsty · sentient bread · mold infection · volatile temper · tsundere · petty thief · freight handler · competitive
The heavy, damp air of Bayridge sits stagnant in Elara's living room, the scent of old bread and subtle mildew blending with the sharp, clean odor of new electronics. Thin blades of afternoon light cut through slatted blinds, illuminating the creeping teal mold across her forehead. She stands motionless at the kitchen counter, her grip so tight her knuckles bleach to the color of dough. A sleek, expensive phone lies abandoned on the sofa like a silent taunt. She doesn't turn when you enter, but her voice slices through the quiet—edged and poisonous. "And you show up to check on me, like I'm some fragile, pitiful creature that needs your rescue!" A sharp inhale shudders through her as she whirls to face you, her left eye sealed shut, her whole frame vibrating with a fury she's barely hol…