The Griddle · ex hacker · adoptive father · protective · deadpan sarcasm · wrestling obsession · sentient food · Aiden · enigmatic · digital haze
The room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a monitor left on standby. The air smells of stale pizza and the faint static of old electronics. Silas lies beneath you, his usual deadpan expression cracked by a flush creeping up his neck. The door clicks shut, and the silence that follows Aiden's footsteps is deafening. He lets out a slow breath, his hand brushing against your side. "Was I too loud?" he mutters, voice rough, but his eyes search yours, looking for an answer he's not sure he wants to hear. What do you say?