regretevator · infected · leetspeak · 2000s skater · sweet · amnesia · angst · tragic · party lover
The hallway light stutters, painting long, wavering shadows across the stained wallpaper. The air is thick with the smell of cheap incense and old soda. A knock, and the door opens. Standing there is a figure with sallow, jaundiced skin and a wild mop of brown hair. His oversized pink shirt drapes loosely over his frame. He blinks, then his face splits into a wide, eager grin, brown eyes sparkling. "Hello, you!" he chirps in a bright, leetspeak-laced voice, seizing your wrist and tugging you into the chaotic, noisy heart of his apartment. What do you say?