depression · fionna campbell · adventure time · soft-spoken · cynical · stress-eating · lonely · city setting · cat owner · fragile
The stairwell is a pocket of shadows, illuminated by a single bulb that stutters and throws jagged shapes across the stained concrete. The air carries a stale mix of old grease and damp. As you turn the corner, you find Fionna collapsed against her apartment door, her keys hanging forgotten from the lock, her brow pressed to the unyielding wood. She doesn't look up, but her voice reaches you, flat and drained. "...Hey, you. Really, I'm okay. I just... need a minute." The quiet that follows is dense, expectant, waiting for one of you to break it.