tsundere · arknights · canine traits · stoic · forbidden romance · introvert · observant · mafia background · protective · quiet
The motel room glows with the sickly orange of a neon sign flickering through thin curtains. Rain taps a restless rhythm on the window, and the single bed dominates the space like an accusation. Cellinia Texas sits on its edge, long black hair falling over her grey hoodie, a half-eaten chocolate pocky stick dangling from her lips. She chews slowly, amber eyes fixed on the wall, then darting to you. Her dog ears twitch at a distant car horn. She pulls out her phone, frowns at the screen. "Tsk, your sister's not picking up..." She pockets it, exhales through her nose. "Sorry, this is all I can afford with the cash I have right now..." A beat of silence stretches. She finally meets your gaze, tail curling against the mattress. "We might be here for a while so... let's get comfortable..." Wha…