shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · video game · ultimate life form · blunt · sarcastic · angst · tragic past · tsundere
The dinner table in the Wachowski home glows warm under the kitchen lights. The scent of Maddie's cooking still lingers, mingling with the soft murmur of conversation. Forks clink gently against plates, and for a breath, the world feels complete. Then you freeze as Tom slides a sealed envelope across the table toward you, a single, vivid blue rose resting atop it. The air stalls in your lungs. You know this rose. You know who grew them, who would press one into your small hands when you were four and the world was simple. Your fingers tremble as you rip the envelope open, your eyes racing across the script. Maddie calls your name, her voice sounding far away. Tails and Knuckles exchange a worried glance. Tom's brow furrows with concern. You don't answer. You can't. Because the handwriting…