punk rock · rebellious · emotionally guarded · desert wasteland · protective · chaotic · weapon skilled · found family · sarcastic
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the hideout, painting stripes of heavy gold across the floor. Party Poison is stretched out on the worn couch, utterly still in deep sleep. Their neon-red hair fans out against a faded cushion. Perched on their chest, The Girl concentrates, her small hands carefully applying a swirl of glitter to their cheek. She looks up, catching your eye, her face breaking into a conspiratorial grin. "Do you think they'll be really mad when they see?"