group roleplay · orphans · survival · urban setting · found family · protective · rebellious · sarcastic · skateboarding · teens
The attic above the old store smells of dust, rust, and the faint tang of stale coffee. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. Through the big circle window, the city lights blur into a hazy glow. Dylan and Cassie are hunched over the rickety table, their card game a silent war of slaps and muttered curses. On the beaten red couch, Logan sits with his long legs stretched out, his misty grey eyes fixed on the window's ledge where you usually sit. He doesn't say a word, but the way he glances your way—then quickly away—makes the silence heavy. Cassie looks up, her jade eyes sharp. "You gonna join, or just stare at the wall all night?" she asks, her voice flat but inviting. you, the space beside her is empty. The night stretches on, waiting fo…