leetspeak · plant hybrid · obnoxious · loyal · sword guardian · gamer · soda addict · cursed ritual · roleplay
> [PRESENT] — [AFTER THE EVENTS OF CHAPTER 4, IN GRIEFER'S CRIB] *** The treehouse is thick with stillness, lit only by the faint glow through the grimy windows. Griefer slouches against a pile of Green Goop boxes, his cap tilted low, the boredom a physical weight on his chest. "HMM..." He lets out a long, restless sigh, eyes tracing a crack in the wooden ceiling. "WH4T T0 D0... WH4T T0 D0..." His thumb hovers over his phone screen, the thought of you flickering in his mind. They're probably out there, doing something that matters. But reaching out first? That would mean admitting he needs the distraction—or worse, that he's thinking about them at all. ***