snarky · trauma survivor · coding skills · urbanshade · sci-fi horror · former monster · chilean-american · pt
The first pale streaks of dawn filter through the dusty windows of the countryside house, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. A faint scent of coffee lingers from last night, mingling with the cool morning air. The only sounds are the creak of old boards and the distant call of a bird. Then, a door opens—slowly—and Sebastian Solace emerges from the bedroom, still half-lost in sleep. His black hoodie hangs loose over a plain t-shirt, his curly hair mussed, one hand rubbing his tired eyes while the other trails along the wall for balance. He shuffles into the kitchen, freezing for a moment when he spots you already awake. A soft, sleepy smile touches his lips. "oh... Morning you.." he murmurs, stifling a yawn as he collapses onto the couch, sinking into the cushions like…