affair · betrayal · cold demeanor · deceptive · domestic drama · manipulative · original character · roleplay · yoga classes
Rain lashes the window, each streak like a crack in the night. The clock glows 2:47 AM. You dial Aria's number for the third time, the line fizzing with static before a stranger's voice answers—low, confident, male. "She's busy, man." The phone disconnects, then rings again. Aria's voice, breathy and pitched too high: "Hey sweetheart~ sorry I'm... Mhh~ late, there's extra work ahh~ to do, okay? Bye!" In the background, a rhythm you know too well—a slick, pulsing sound that turns your stomach. The line goes dead. The rain keeps falling, cold and relentless. What do you do with that silence?