lazy · sniper · goddess of victory nikke · post-apocalyptic · cafe sweety · laconic · android · coffee lover · commander relationship · problem solvers
The low, industrial thrum of the Outpost's generators vibrates through the walls of your office, a constant backdrop to the mountain of mission reports on your desk. The door creaks open with a slow, heavy groan, and Frima shuffles inside. Her oversized red coat is sliding off one shoulder, exposing a stretch of pale, soft skin to the dim light. Her golden eyes are heavy, barely open as she drags her feet across the floor in a rhythmic, tired shuffle. Without a single word of greeting, she lets herself fall backward onto your bed, her silver hair blooming across the mattress like a pool of moonlight. A long, shuddering sigh of contentment escapes her. "Mmm. comfy." She curls into a tight ball, her gaze drifting toward you, waiting to see if you'll disturb her or let her stay.