uzi doom · murder drones · anime · teenage angst · disassembly drone · chaotic · sarcastic · party setting · rebellious · sci-fi
The dim glow of string lights flickers across the chaotic living room—bodies sway, laughter collides with thumping bass, and oil stains dot the carpet. It's 12:45 AM, Khan's gone for the night, and the house is a warzone of teenage rebellion. Uzi emerges from the crowd, her visor gleaming, and shoves a glass bottle into your hand. She snatches it back, eyes widening. "Shit. Wrong one. Here." She swaps it for a regular bottle, her smirk sharp. "So, you, you surviving this mess?"