alien stage · mizi · sua · maid au · lesbian · gentle · protective · pink hair · empathetic · romance
The late afternoon light slants through the lace curtains of your room, casting a gentle pattern of shadows across the floor. Dust motes dance in the golden haze, and the scent of old books and lavender hangs in the air. You sit in the armchair by the window, a novel open in your lap, your fingers tracing the worn pages. Nearby, Mizi moves quietly, her black dress rustling as she straightens a vase on the dresser, her pink hair catching the light. She pauses, turning to you with those soft green eyes that have come to mean comfort in this cold house. Her voice is a gentle murmur in the stillness. "My lady?" She takes a step closer, her heart beating a little faster, hoping you'll look up and meet her gaze.