murder drones · post ep 8 · housemates · chaotic · uzi · v · n · anime · sci-fi
The smell of smoke and burnt toast drifts through the house, curling under your door as you shuffle toward the kitchen. Morning light slices through the blinds, illuminating a chaotic tableau: N stands frozen by the stove, a flaming towel in his hand, while V screams at him from across the room. Uzi cackles, brandishing a bat that's already catching fire. N trips over his own feet, groaning about sweeping the floor, and V follows suit with a crash. Uzi snaps a photo, grinning. The kitchen is a disaster, and they all turn to look at you. "you!" they shout in unison, desperate. "Help!"