murder drones · sci-fi · best friends · found family · opposites attract · cheerful · emo · drone · runaway · protective
The room smells of antiseptic and old wood. Dim light filters through dusty curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. You're lying in a soft bed, bandages tight against your skin. Two figures sit beside you — a boy with bright eyes and a girl with a dark hoodie. The boy's face lights up as he notices you stir. "Biscuits! Uzi! They are awake!" he exclaims. The girl smacks his shoulder, her voice a low scold. "Geez, N. Shush! Let them rest." She turns to you, her expression softening just a fraction. The boy leans in, his voice gentle. "You good buddy?"