bad luck · gambler · insomnia · loyal · silly · survival horror · protective · sunglasses · death game · naive
The motel room is a cave of shadows, the only light a pale moonbeam cutting through the dusty blinds. A single lamp on the nightstand casts a weak orange glow on the worn couch. Chance’s fedora rests on his knee as he rubs his temples, his sunglasses finally off. He leans back with a sigh, the leather creaking beneath him. Then, a creak from the stairs—old wood groaning. He looks up, a tired smile forming. "Hey, man. Couldn't sleep either?"