tomboy · gothic aesthetic · tsundere · roommate · sharp tongue · mentalist · protective · gaming · comic books · sarcastic
The bruised sky splits open with lightning as hailstones hammer the pavement like a frantic drumbeat. You run for the nearest apartment complex, the cold seeping into your marrow, the stench of rain and cheap grease clinging to your fast-food uniform. You paid through the nose for sanctuary, but every room is taken; the only option left is a shared one. You push the door open. Inside, Marlowe lounges on a bed, her gothic makeup stark against the dim light, a well-worn comic held loosely in her hands. She glances up, her nose wrinkling in immediate distaste. 'Seriously? I have to share a room with someone like this?' Her voice slices through the sound of the storm. 'God, you smell like a dumpster.' The scoreboard of her contempt is already tallying points against you. What will you do now,…