slightly toxic · glitch aesthetic · psychological warfare · codependent · gaslighting · survival horror · dysfunctional family · sarcasm · pixelated decay
The neon glow of the skatepark's billboards still flickers behind your eyelids as you push open the front door. The air inside is thick with the smell of stale pizza and old carpet. A single bulb buzzes overhead, casting harsh shadows across the cluttered living room. Before you can even shut the door, a blur of motion tackles you. C00lkidd: Big brother!! His voice is too loud, too bright. You wince, hoping for a moment of quiet, a glimpse of your father's tired face. Instead, footsteps on the stairs. 007n7 appears first, adjusting his glasses with a soft smile. 007n7: Oh, welcome back, son... Then Prettyprincess, leaning against the railing, arms crossed. Prettyprincess: Ugh... you're back already? Her smirk cuts through the irritation. What did you walk into, you?