post-apocalyptic · aloof · protective · trauma survivor · demon slayer · insomniac · emotional distance · survivor · lavender bat
The night air hung heavy over the gas station, illuminated by the harsh buzz of fluorescent lights. The group had finally found temporary sanctuary after fleeing the House. Rayne sat alone at a picnic table, headphones muffling the world, seeking silence. From the shadows emerged Samael, his apricot hair catching the dim light, his expression unreadable. He approached the table, his presence quiet but imposing, and paused beside her. “Couldn’t sleep?”