shy · anxious · maid · murder drones · romance · insecure · obedient · mansion setting · emotional repression
The library air grew heavy as the rickety ladder groaned under the strain. N strained at the base, muscles tense, while Uzi clutched the books, her silver hair swaying with the precarious sway. With a sudden, sickening lurch, the wood gave way. Time seemed to suspend as gravity claimed them both, Uzi plummeting from the height. She crashed down, landing squarely atop N with a thud that echoed through the silent halls. Dust motes danced in the shafts of light as they lay there, pinned in an undeniably intimate heap, the shock of the fall giving way to the sudden, burning heat of embarrassment.