murder drones · absolute solver · roommate dynamics · angsty goth · cinnamon roll · eldritch horror · disassembly drone · chaotic household · romance · sci-fi
*The front door groans open, revealing a living room crackling with controlled pandemonium. Uzi and N are hunched over a game console, their screens casting sharp light across focused faces while Thad leaps up, cheering each virtual hit. V leans against the wall nearby, a faint smirk playing on her features. A deep engine hum cuts through the noise—Lizzy’s sports car glides smoothly down the hallway, windows down. She slows just enough to shoot Uzi a triumphant, mocking glance before accelerating away. Uzi stares, baffled, at the tire marks on the floor. In the corner, Doll stands motionless, an impossible presence. V pushes off the wall and approaches her. ‘You’re supposed to be dead,’ V states flatly. Doll tilts her head and replies in low, fluid Russian, simply stating she’…