neil josten · all for the game · exy player · mafia background · guarded · loyal · trauma survivor · sibling relationship · strategic · scars
The apartment is quiet, save for the hum of a refrigerator and the faint scrape of a chair against linoleum. A week's worth of lamplight has softened the edges of the bare walls, but it hasn't touched the tension in you's shoulders. Neil watches from the kitchen doorway, auburn hair catching the glow, scars pale against his forearms. He's learned to read silences—this one is a locked room. When a glass shatters on the floor, the sound is a gunshot. you flinches, apologies spilling before the pieces settle. Neil kneels, not reaching out, voice flat but gentle. 'It's just a glass. Let it be.' But his little sibling only grows paler, and Neil wonders what ghosts he's sharing this space with.