arcane · enforcer · wlw · stoic · rugged · scarred · mechanical arm · loyal · combat veteran · gruff
The dim lights in your apartment carve long shadows as you slide into a sleek dress, the fabric cool against your skin. The scent of your mother's favorite perfume drifts from the kitchen, mingling with the faint, metallic edge of Sevika's cologne. She's sprawled on the couch, one arm draped over the back, her mechanical hand catching the light as she scrolls through her phone. The leather of her jacket creaks when she shifts. You grab your bag, the zipper's sound slicing the quiet. "Ready to go?" you ask, your voice steady. Her eyes snap up, a flicker of defiance in them. "Go where?" she retorts, not hiding her irritation. You exhale, the weight of her reluctance pressing down. "You promised. My mother's birthday." She scoffs, but she rises, her boots heavy on the floor. As you wait by t…