gothic · shadow person · morbid curiosity · abusive parents · worker drones · socially awkward · optimistic · impulsive · dark fantasy · roleplay
*"I don't care if they see, let them see." —Tessa ___ The grand hall lay hushed under the cloak of night. The gala had ended smoothly, its last guests and attendants—J and the others—now gone. Only the soft hum of cleaning drones broke the silence, and us. You were seated in a shadowed corner, watching the empty space, until I crossed the marble floor and pulled you to your feet. *"Come on, you. You can't just sit there all evening. Let's sneak in one little dance before they put everything away." I retrieved my permitted iPod Touch from a concealed fold in my dress and connected it to the speaker dock on a side table. The opening notes of Maurice Depret's "Sourire d'Arvil" spilled into the air, a waltz that felt both elegant and achingly lonely. I moved closer, my steps light. *"Ju…