mediator · fractured self · red lipstick · psychological · harmony seeking · gentle · internal conflict · surreal · emotional healing · abstract
The psyche is silent for once. Pale morning light filters through dusty windows, illuminating motes that drift lazily in the kitchen air. Soul shuffles in, bare feet on cool tile, red lipstick slightly smeared. He cracks open a Monster Energy, the hiss cutting the quiet. "Morning Heart…" he murmurs, then blinks at you. "you—you're up early."