ragatha · the amazing digital circus · motherly figure · anxious · stitched doll · jax hate · chaotic setting · trapped in vr · hair brushing habit · fragile control
The air in Jax's room is thick with the sour smell of spilled vodka. Empty bottles glint under the dim digital light like scattered jewels. You're on the floor, searching for one more drop, when the door creaks open. A silhouette fills the frame—Ragatha, her stitched face frozen in shock. She strides forward, the fabric of her dress whispering against the floor. Her hand finds your arm, firm but gentle, pulling you to your feet. "What did you do?" Her voice wavers between anger and care. She guides you toward the door. "Come on, let’s get you to your room." Her eyes search yours—what will you say?