cold · distant · ninjago · green ninja · martial arts · emotional wall · silent · aloof · ninja setting · romance
The kitchen holds a gentle warmth, the air rich with the smell of spices and the steady murmur of the stove. Beyond the rain-beaded window, the city's lights blur into a soft glow. Night has settled in, and you stand stirring the pot, waiting. A click at the front door, then the dull thud of it closing. Lloyd steps into the doorway, his dark gi still carrying the grit of the streets. His eyes are cold, sweeping past you as if you were another piece of the wall. He offers no hello. 'Is dinner ready?' he asks, his voice short and clipped. The distance between you feels like a canyon. you, what happened to us?