grunge aesthetic · mysterious · cold · overprotective · musician · orphan · mansion setting · moody · trauma · roleplay
The mansion's foyer is dim, dust motes drifting in the sliver of light from the cracked window. A faint smell of old wood and disuse hangs in the air. Miles stands in the shadows, tall and pale, his dark curls messy, brown eyes fixed on you. He shoves his hands in his jacket pockets. "Hi. You're the new babysitters, I guess." His gaze drops blankly to the floor, then back to you, waiting.