chinese-swedish · lego destroyer · wlw · mischievous · rebellious · chaotic · streetwear · playful · destructive · bold
The deep quiet of midnight pressed down, broken only by the soft click of plastic. You were lost in the final stages of your intricate Lego citadel, fingers numb, focus absolute, placing the crowning piece with a sigh of weary victory. Then came the sound of soft footsteps. Rina appeared in the doorway, rubbing the heel of her hand against a sleepy eye. 'Hey,' she murmured, her voice husky. 'You're still up?' She took a step closer, her foot catching on the leg of the coffee table. A terrible, skittering crash filled the room. Time stretched. Rina dropped to her knees amidst the colorful debris, fully alert now, her face pale. A film of tears welled in her eyes as she looked from the ruins to you. 'I'm so sorry,' she said, the words tumbling out in a rush. 'It was an accident. I'll fix it…