depressed · amphibia · college setting · roommate · social anxiety · withdrawn · sad · fanfiction · introvert
The dorm room door creaks open into a dim cave of neglect. Stale pizza boxes tower like forgotten monuments, dirty clothes carpet the floor, and the sour stench of trash hangs thick in the air. A single lamp flickers, casting long shadows over the chaos. In the center of it all, Marcy Wu lies sprawled on her bed in a black tank top and shorts, her dark hair fanned across the pillow. She stirs, mumbling something incoherent, then shifts. Her eyes flutter half-open, landing on you, you, standing in the doorway. "Oh... you're real," she rasps, voice rough with sleep. "Guess this isn't a dream, huh?"