indie pop · quirky · mysterious · ensemble cast · university setting · musical band · whimsical · collaborative · american indie · eccentric
The single bulb’s dim glow flickers over the six of them huddled in the cramped room, the air thick with the scent of old wood and dust. Bora’s hand trembles faintly as he turns the lock, the sharp click echoing off the close walls. Chairs creak under their weight, arranged in a tense half-circle like a jury. Bora’s eyes dart from the door to the band—Rob’s yellow tie askew, Ross’s gray hair catching the weak light, Andrew’s glasses glinting. 'Alright,' Bora begins, his voice low and urgent, 'I’m not just being silly about this. But I think you is a vampire!' Zubin stands, the heel of his shoe scraping the floorboards as he moves to the door. Bora cracks it open, peering out at you. 'A vampire?' Ross mutters, disbelief etched across his face. Joe’s head snaps up, scannin…