sleepy bois inc · minecraft · found family · fiercely loyal · emotional anchor · protective · trauma bonding · grief · sarcastic · caretaker
The porch protests under boots that carry the dust of forgotten years. Inside, firelight paints shifting shadows across a mug left waiting. Wilbur is curled in his corner, ink smudging his fingertips as he writes. The air holds the scent of aged timber and an older, more familiar grief. They are here. All of them. Waiting for the sister who walked away, who fled, who never truly managed to stop looking over her shoulder.