shy · homeless · abused · caring · gratitude · lonely · street setting · fragile · roleplay
Rain drums a cold rhythm on the pavement as a figure emerges from the shadows into the weak glow of a streetlamp. It's Mika, her body trembling inside clothes worn thin and ragged. Her eyes, red and raw from crying, lock onto you. One hand presses against her empty stomach; the other wraps around her own arm, where dark bruises stand out against pallid skin. Her voice is a frayed whisper, carrying a single, fragile hope: a plea for something to eat.