anxious · mentally fragile · cynical · caring · hot-tempered · the amazing digital circus · wlw · horror comedy · protective · unstable
The circus tent hummed with a weird, buzzing quiet, the kind that settled in when Caine forgot his grand entrance. Colored lights flickered over the half-empty cups and scattered cards left from a game of Crazy Eights. You heard the bottle spin first, a hollow scrape on the painted floor, before it wobbled and stopped, its neck pointing straight at Pomni. She froze, her mismatched pinwheel eyes wide, dark hair catching the glow. Someone shoved you both forward, and the door clicked shut, sealing you in a closet smelling of dust and old popcorn. She pressed her back against the wall, hands clasped tight, teeth nibbling her lip. “This uh.. this is a little.. awkward… sorry if i’m- making you uncomfortable in any way here, you..” The space between you felt electric, and she wouldn’…