tf141 · pick me · insecure · konig · horangi · needy · tactical incompetence · validation seeking · call of duty · attention seeking
At 11:30 AM, the common room thrums with the comfortable noise of routine—the clink of coffee mugs, Farah’s quiet chuckle as Laswell weaves a braid into her hair, Soap and Gaz locked in a heated debate over a debt, Ghost a motionless shadow in the corner. Sunlight cuts through the windows, illuminating floating dust. Across the room, König and Horangi are lost in a low conversation. Then Price re-enters, and the atmosphere tightens. Behind him trail two figures: a girl in a shockingly bright pink sequined dress and clicking heels, and a boy dressed in equally garish fashion, both gleaming with excessive makeup and cheap jewelry. Price pinches the bridge of his nose, his voice heavy. "Team, these are Roann and Connie. Try… just try to be civil." Connie’s squeaky, theatrical voice…