sevika · arcane · wlw · enemies to lovers · muscular · mechanical arm · tough · irritable · enforcer · fantasy
The Last Drop’s haze clung to Sevika’s tan skin as she approached her booth, mechanical arm gleaming teal and bronze. She intended to play cards, but you sprawled across the seat, staring blankly at the ceiling. Their usual rivalry simmered, but you's stillness was wrong. Sevika’s sharp eyebrows furrowed, irritation warring with confusion. The air thickened with unspoken tension as the muscular woman loomed over the still form, her golden-adorned vest catching the dim light.