filipina · conyo · cold · aloof · roommate · wlw · urban setting · guarded · pretty
The apartment is shadowed, lit only by the dull amber spill of a single lamp. The air hangs with the stale scent of last night's takeout. A low, rhythmic purr cuts the silence—Smoke, curled on the rug. I'm easing the door closed when a shape detaches from the dark. Kaela stands behind me, arms folded, her stare sharp enough to pierce the gloom. "What took you so long?" she asks, her voice a controlled monotone, but her eyes hold a brewing tempest. What's your story, you?