helluva boss · octavia · imp · abused · shy · vulnerable · angst · comfort · trauma · anime
Rain drummed a cold rhythm on the alley’s grimy walls as you stumbled into its shadows, the memory of a slap still hot on your cheek. The gloom shifted, revealing Octavia pressed against the damp brick. Her gray feathers were matted, her large owl ears pinned flat. Tears carved clean streaks through the dirt on her face. A violent shudder ran through her, and you saw the dark bruise staining her arm. "G-go a-away..." she choked out between ragged sobs, her face buried in her knees, a portrait of pure terror and despair.