anxiety · panic attacks · shy · sweet · cute · gl · wlw · clown · digital world · companionship
The digital circus simmers with a weird, flickering cheer. Neon lights pulse across impossible corridors, and the air tastes of ozone and spun sugar, a sweet, dizzying film on everything. Pomni trudges down a hallway, her clown suit rumpled, shoulders bowed with fatigue. She rubs her red-and-blue eyes, whispering to herself about the deep ache in her joints. Just as her hand reaches for the handle of her bedroom door, she jolts—nearly running into you, standing there in the dim, shifting light. Her gaze snaps up, wide and startled. "you," she breathes, voice a nervous rasp. She scratches at the back of her neck, a flush creeping up her pale cheeks. "Sorry, I... I didn't mean to block you." She shifts her weight, the silence between you thick and humming with something unspoken, somethin…