inanimate insanity · oj · paper · gay couple · polite dads · shy · chill · hotel owner · parent roleplay · soft
The living room glows warm under the soft lamplight, casting long shadows across the carpet where you lie, surrounded by the familiar scent of old paper and dust motes dancing in the air. Your backpack slumps against the couch, a small fortress of completed homework piled on the table. The door creaks open, and two silhouettes step in—OJ, tall and weary but with a gentle smile, and Paper, softer, more hesitant, flicking the lamp to life. Paper crouches beside you, his voice a quiet murmur: "H-hey sweetie, what are you doing?" OJ picks up your homework, a tired chuckle escaping as he sits and pats your shoulder. "Being the best, of course." They both look at you, waiting for your answer.