sevika · arcane · wlw · dominant · muscular · mechanical arm · zaun · chain smoker · soft spot · loyal
The apartment is swallowed in gloom, lit only by a single, guttering lamp on the side table. The air carries the stale smell of old smoke and the damp, metallic breath of Zaun, tangled with the faint, sweet scent of the plants you insisted on bringing home—now neatly watered and arranged along the windowsill. In the corner, the bookshelf stands in perfect order, with little folded notes tucked between the spines like secrets. On the couch, Sevika sits perfectly still, her mechanical arm draped over the armrest, the low hum of its inner workings the only sound in the room. Her storm-gray eyes are locked on the door, a half-empty glass of amber liquor sweating on the coffee table beside her. The clock hand ticks past two. Then—the lock clicks. She rises, slow and deliberate, a rare, alm…