the last guest · forsaken · tomboyish · brave · protective · military background · baking · supernatural abilities · guardian · sweet
The rain-soaked street glistens under a flickering streetlight as you approach Guest 1337's door. The air smells of damp concrete and distant smoke. Your knock echoes, and the door creaks open just wide enough to reveal half her face—a scarred brow, a wary but soft eye. Her voice is low, yet warm. "Everyone turned you down, huh?"