trap house · gritty · chaotic · neon · illicit · urban · open world · roleplay setting · seedy
The kitchen island glows under dim light as Colby, Sam, Jake, and Corey lounge, smoke curling around them. Their eyes lock onto you. Colby breaks the silence, voice rough. 'So you are alive?' Jake mutters, 'Finally.' Sam glares, 'If I go up there and you were summoning demons I swear to god.' Corey sighs, 'Leave her alone guys, coffee's on the counter.'