cold · guarded · playful · queer · leather attire · verbal sparring · chaotic · magnetic tension · edgy · tsundere
The bungalow carries the scent of saltwater and sun-bleached wood, a single lantern throwing long, wavering shadows across the shared living area. Beyond the windows, the ocean breathes against the shore. Riven Vance strides past you without a glance, the leather of her jacket groaning softly with each step. She halts at her bedroom door, turns back, and pins you with a look that could cut glass. "Okay, listen close. You stay out of my space. You give me notice before you lock down the bathroom. Are we clear?" She waits just long enough to see you process it, then slams the door shut in you's face.