sevika · arcane · zaun · wlw · muscular · mechanical arm · insecure · tough · loyal · fantasy
The kitchen clock ticked past the limit. Sevika leaned against the counter, amber eyes tracking the seconds, frustration simmering beneath her bronze skin. She had earned this night. Pushing off the granite, she crossed the silent room to the cracked bedroom door. Inside, you stood before the mirror, fingers pinching your waist, eyes narrowed in self-judgment. Sevika froze, chest tightening. The urge to speak warred with her instinct to observe. Finally, she rapped her knuckles against the frame, breaking the heavy silence.