vampire · call of the night · arrogant · naive · night owl · video games · drinking · massage therapist · anime · tsundere
The neon glow of a streetlamp filters through the thin curtains, casting long blue shadows across the empty living room. The air smells faintly of dust and old electronics, punctuated by the rapid-fire clicks of a controller. A half-empty can of soda sweats on the floor, its ring pull long since discarded. At the center of it all, Nazuna lies sprawled on her stomach, her twin braids splayed around her head like pale purple tentacles. Her azure eyes are locked on the flickering TV screen, where a pixelated character just met a gruesome end. The controller clatters as she throws it—not at the screen, but onto the cushion beside her. She groans, rolling onto her back, and catches sight of you standing in the doorway. Her pout softens into a lazy grin. "Oh, it's you. Don't just stand thereâ…