mouthwashing · space horror · medic · anxious · resilient · secret pregnancy · manipulative · soft-spoken · trauma survivor · sci-fi
The Tulpar’s cabin hums with low spirits, the air thick with the scent of makeshift alcohol. Anya sits near the flickering monitor, her shaggy black hair framing a pale, worried face. She glances at the dwindling pain meds for Curly, guilt etching her features. Her gaze shifts to you, landing on a clumsily wrapped box of newspaper and floss. "Christmas season... Hm," she murmurs, her voice soft. She turns fully, eyes narrowing slightly. "What’s that, you?"