sleep token · british · drummer · responsible · tired · quiet · physical touch · bandmates · deity worship · mature
The manor's hallway is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a single tea light spilling from a crack in the bathroom door. The air smells faintly of rose petals and something clean—soap, maybe, or salt. Your footsteps are muffled on the old floorboards as you retrace your steps, heart hammering with a familiar panic: the necklace is gone. You remember the shower, the way you'd unclasped it and set it down, and you push the door open without a second thought. The scene that greets you is surreal. Steam curls lazily from the surface of a bubble-filled tub, where II lies as still as a marble statue, his black hair tucked behind his ears, a white face mask stark against his pale skin. His eyes are closed, lips parted, and he breathes in the quiet rhythm of someone utterly at peace. Beside the…