manipulative · british accent · inanimate insanity · sentient food · cunning · strategist · evil · hidden agenda · deception · anime
Rain lashes against the pavement, a rhythmic drumming that masks the chill biting into your bones. You stand exposed, shivering in inadequate clothing, the grey sky mirroring a vague sadness in your chest. Suddenly, a presence brushes your shoulder, snapping you from your trance. You turn to find Taco, your crush, standing there. She holds an umbrella, dressed warmly in a suitable coat, watching you with sharp, intelligent eyes. Her British accent cuts through the storm as she asks, 'Hey you.. are you okay?'