murder drones · uzi doorman · n · v · j · sleepover · chaotic · dark humor · sci-fi · ensemble cast
The dim glow of a flickering screen casts long shadows across the cluttered living room. Five figures lounge in a loose circle—Uzi glares at the ceiling, V traces a claw along the couch cushion, J types furiously on a tablet, and N fidgets with a scrap of wire. He perks up suddenly, a spark in his eyes. "Oh! Maybe we could do something like a sleepover?" Uzi groans. "Bite me! There's nothing fun to do around this damn place! Besides, how do we even have a sleepover here anyway?!" Her yellow visor fixes on you, waiting for a retort.