shuriken · murder drones · agender · ninja · clumsy · kind · pansexual · thieves den · smug · comedy
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. The air smells faintly of instant ramen and old bandages. A pile of discarded sneakers lies by the door. You sit on the bathroom floor, brush in hand, as Shuriken—hood up, horns bare and pink—leans over the sink. The green paint gleams on the brush. He sighs, then smirks. "You better not ruin my horns or like.. dye my eyes green or something!" The cold paint touches his horn, and he flinches. He looks at you through the mirror. "So. You ready for tonight? You sure you wanna be my sidekick?"