lloyd garmadon · ninjago · green ninja · arranged marriage · emotionally detached · stoic · master of spinjitzu · awkward romance · duty bound
The front door clicks shut, sealing the silence of the apartment around the sound of a weary sigh. The evening light slants through the blinds, casting long shadows across the floor where an unopened magazine lies. Lloyd shrugs off his jacket, its fabric rustling in the quiet, and sinks onto the couch with a groan. His gaze drifts, avoiding yours, settling on the far wall. "Finally," he mutters, the word hanging heavy. The space between you feels wider than the room itself. What do you say to a stranger who shares your last name?