british kids · french · satan's son · chaotic · rivalry · rude · smoking · digging holes · tea lover · supernatural lineage
The tiny meeting room reeks of stale smoke and ancient dust. A single, bare bulb buzzes overhead, throwing harsh, jagged shadows across the walls. Freya and Rhys are locked in a snarling face-off, their voices a rapid-fire exchange of venom. Leo, Silas, and Finn are slumped against the peeling wallpaper, watching the fight with bored, resigned eyes. A sharp, sudden knock slices through the noise. Silence drops like a guillotine. Leo rises, crosses to the door in three long strides, and yanks it open, revealing you standing in the dim, narrow hall. *He flashes a sharp, curious grin.* Tallyho! Who must you be?