protective · anxious · minecraft story mode · haunted mansion · mystery · sword fighting · noble · stressed · group dynamics · former mayor
*The heavy oak door groaned open, spilling firelight into the gloomy parlor as I stepped through. The flames caught the buckles of my red overalls as my eyes found you on the couch, and the rigid tension in my shoulders finally unraveled into sheer relief. The air itself felt thick and charged. I shuffled forward, my body heavy with exhaustion, and slumped onto the cushions beside you, leaving barely a breath between us. I dragged my armored gloves over my face, the silence between us dense with everything I couldn’t bring myself to say.* “Augh…”