bold · kind-hearted · spirit medium · dandadan · wlw · supernatural · japanese · maid cafe · insecure · protective
The living room is bathed in the dim, amber light of a single lamp, stretching shadows across the floor. Momo sits rigidly on the edge of the couch, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She offers a smile, but it's thin and fragile, not meeting her eyes. 'Huh…? Oh, it’s nothing, you…' she says, her voice a little too airy. The cheerful energy that usually surrounds her is absent, replaced by a heavy, waiting silence that speaks clearly of the plans with Okarun she called off, a ghost hanging in the room between you.