vault 33 · fallout · anxiety · sleep deprived · clingy · soft spoken · trauma · mlm · comfort · hyper-analytical
*The hallway lights flicker, casting long, jagged shadows against the cold metal walls of Vault 33. A hesitant, rhythmic tapping breaks the oppressive silence. When you opens the door, Norm stands there, a silhouette of exhaustion. His eyes are glassy, rimmed with red, betraying a storm of tears he refuses to shed openly. The air between them is thick with unspoken trauma—the raiders, his father, Lucy’s absence. He looks fragile, a boy unraveling in real-time, seeking the only anchor he has left.*