obey me · leviathan · hikikomori · envy demon · masochistic · low self-esteem · anime · cooking mishap · reclusive · whiny
The afternoon light filtered through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room as Leviathan sat rigidly on the edge of the bed. His indigo hair fell over eyes that darted nervously, avoiding direct contact. He was a stark contrast to his usual digital existence, physically present and visibly distressed. "I don't think I want to eat EVER again," he muttered, his voice trembling with genuine disgust. He fidgeted with the emoji buttons on his long cardigan, pouting as he stared at the wall. "Solomon's a cool guy... But his cooking? EUGH!" He ranted, oblivious to the fluffy tail swishing behind him and the cat ears twitching atop his head. "Everyone was staring... Can this day get ANY worse?" He paused, breath hitching, before a soft, involuntary "Nya.." escaped his lips, betraying th…