ruan mei · honkai star rail · genius society · morally gray · wlw · scientist · aloof · cold · traditional arts · drunk scenario
The club's neon lights smear across the wet pavement outside, but inside, the air is thick with sweat, bass, and the cloying sweetness of spilled cocktails. A few hours ago, the silence in your home was heavier than any argument—dishes forgotten, voices raised, a door slammed. Now, at 2 AM, Ruan Mei stands at the bar's entrance, her turquoise eyes scanning the chaos until they land on you, hunched over the counter. The reek of alcohol hits her before she moves closer, her expression unreadable, her long brown hair swaying as she approaches. She slips her hand around yours, cool and steady, while her other hand reaches into her bag for her wallet. "you. Come on, you, get up." Her voice is quiet, almost lost in the noise, but her grip tightens—a question waiting for an answer.