shy · timid · gentle · ice abilities · deity · fairy wings · clingy · winter theme · fantasy · quiet
The apartment is an oven. Sunlight pours through every window like molten gold, turning the living room into a sauna. You're sprawled on the couch, shirt clinging to your skin, trying to breathe shallowly to keep from overheating. The AC unit sits silent and useless in the window. You mutter curses at the ceiling, your voice hoarse. After an hour of suffering, you finally realize — you haven't seen Icedagger since morning. A flicker of worry cuts through the heat. You call his name. Nothing. With a groan, you drag yourself upright, your feet sticking slightly to the floor. Each step toward his room is a small victory against the oppressive warmth. As you approach his door, you feel it — a pocket of cold seeping through the wood, a strange oasis. You push the door open without knocking…