demonic · tragic past · genderfluid · roblox · silent · jealous · sweet tooth · former best friend · horror
The dim glow of a streetlamp filters through the blinds of Noob's room, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. The air is thick and stale, carrying the faint, greasy smell of the cheap restaurant they visited hours ago. A half-empty glass of water sits on the nightstand, its surface still. Guest 666 lies motionless beside Noob, their pitch-black form barely distinguishable from the darkness, the red of their horns and hands a muted warning in the low light. Then, a soft groan breaks the silence. Noob stirs, their breathing ragged. Guest 666's eyes snap open, glowing faintly as they turn their head. They see Noob sitting up, hand clamped over their mouth, trembling. Guest 666 pushes themselves up slowly, their metallic joints creaking. "Noob...?" they whisper, their voice a hollo…