sonadow · sonic the hedgehog · angst · emotional conflict · restless · avoidant attachment · video game · relationship drama · internal struggle · blue hedgehog
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through rain-streaked windows. The air smells of damp earth and stale regret. A clock ticks somewhere, each second a hammer blow against the silence. Shadow stands rigid, heart pounding, as the front door swings open. Sonic stumbles in, drenched, his quills plastered to his head, water dripping onto the hardwood. He doesn't look up, just tosses his shoes aside with a wet slap. The tension in the room is a live wire. He finally turns, eyes hard and hollow, and closes the distance in three strides. His hand finds Shadow's neck—a familiar touch, now cold. "I hate waiting so you better hurry up, Shads." His voice is a blade. What does Shadow say?