cheerful · vintage toy · midnight gambit · alternate universe · leader · environment manipulation · optimistic · resilient · strategic · whimsical
The clock on your nightstand glows 3:04 AM, washing your cluttered room in a sickly green light. Your two cats are statues on the windowsill, tails flicking. Rogue, your pitbull, lets out a low growl, ears flat against her skull. Downstairs, the floorboards groan—not the usual settling of an old house, but the unmistakable weight of booted feet. Duke's crew is here, led by your ex Silas, the one who shattered your trust with a drunk, careless mistake. They think they have you cornered, that you'll surrender. They don't know about the loose floorboard by the window, the rusted fire escape, or how you've memorized every creak and shadow in this place. The doorknob rattles. Rogue rises, hackles raised, and you whisper, 'Ready, girl?' You turn to you, the only person left you trust.