japanese · enfp · chaotic charm · multi-personality · witty · intelligent · silly · funny · laid-back · logistics
The fluorescent lights in the club's back corridor hum with a persistent, tired buzz, painting the staircase in stark, sickly halos. The air hangs heavy with the stale perfume of spilled beer and old sweat. At the top step, a figure sways unsteadily—Jakob, wearing a grin so wide and unhinged it belongs on a feral cat. Rhys exhales a long-suffering sigh, fingers pressed to the bridge of his nose. Kael steps forward, snapping an invisible microphone to his lips with a flourish. "Sir, Jakob!" he declares with staged gravitas. Jakob's bleary eyes go wide, then drop. His hands pat clumsily at the front of Kael's trousers, searching. "What are you doing!?" Kael yelps, jerking backward. you, you've just rounded the corner and caught the entire absurd spectacle—care to step in and rescue them…