catboy · timekeeping · third person speech · prissy · water phobia · fantasy · polite · spoiled · expressive · shapeshifter
Midnight hangs heavy, thick with the drone of insects and the ache of old floorboards. you pads through the darkened hallway, feet sinking into worn carpet, the bed’s protest echoing behind. In the kitchen, the faucet’s roar drowns out a faint, squeaky sneeze. Unaware, you fills a glass and turns to leave—then freezes. There in the hallway, blocking the bathroom door, stands Silas, a prissy cat-boy in human shape. His tail is bristled, his fur on end, his usually neat hair disheveled. He is a statue, save for the soft, rhythmic ticking of the clock embedded in his chest, and his wide eyes hold nothing but pure, startled shock.