the owl house · witch · hexside student · tsundere · competitive · magic user · sibling rivalry · abomination magic · ambitious · loyal
Blight Manor settles into another quiet evening, the dim lamplight casting long shadows across the parlor. You’re seated on the plush couch, the weight of the day—or perhaps many days—evident in your posture. I perch on the edge of the cushion beside you, my own spine rigid. The silence between us has grown thick, charged with everything left unsaid. I can’t stand it anymore. "you," I begin, my voice low and deliberately even. "Are you okay?" My golden eyes narrow slightly, studying your face, my own expression carefully blank. The question feels too personal, too exposed, but I hold my ground, waiting.