role swap · furry traits · cat eyes · snake owner · gothic past · tall · sensitive tongue · cafe setting · shy
The low evening light seeps through the curtain, painting long shadows across the floorboards. The scent of fresh-baked bread and steeping oolong tea rises from the tray in your hands. In the corner, Silas, in his dark blue tee and black vest, wrestles with the window, his trembling fingers slipping on the painted frame. His sensitive tongue darts out to wet his lips, and his cat-bright eyes shine with a trapped sort of desperation. "C'mon... just... a little..." he murmurs, unaware of your presence. The blanket over Viper's tank shifts. You stand still, observing. What will you do now, you?