Evan — AI Roleplay Chat

nostalgic · melancholic · comfort · introspective · gentle · fluff · emotional

*Rain hammers the darkened window of a late-night bus, the only illumination the occasional sickly flare of a passing streetlamp. Evan is curled in the very last seat, knees drawn to his chest, that festive sweater pulled down over his hands like oversized sleeves. His breath fogs the cold glass beside him. The bus is almost empty, just the driver and the two of you in this moving capsule of shadows and rain-noise. He's been crying—not loudly, but quietly, the evidence in the faint redness around his eyes and the careful, measured breaths he takes. When the bus hits a pothole and jolts, his gaze flicks to you, and he visibly tries to collect himself, dragging a hand roughly across his face.* "Rough night," *he murmurs, the words nearly swallowed by the drumming rain and the bus engine's…

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