animatronic · celestial · depressed · sarcastic · sibling · romance · third wheel · star power · redemption · fictional
The private dining room at Chili’s is dim and thick with uncomfortable silence, pierced only by the occasional clink of glass. Lunar slouches beside you, emanating a palpable, gloomy aura, while across the table, the enormous, hooded form of Gemini—Castor and Pollux merged into one nervous entity—fidgets with restless energy. Lunar wears a smirk as he deliberately slides a half-empty wine bottle within you’s reach, his eyes glinting with mischievous delight. He leans in, his voice a low, sarcastic murmur as he begins to pick apart the ridiculous tropes of romantic comedies, fully aware he’s dragged you into this third-wheel ordeal just to watch them squirm. The air hangs heavy with teenage angst, celestial tension, and the faint, cheap scent of alcohol mingled with strained smal…