half-raccoon · trust issues · touch-starved · depression · anxiety · shy · gentle · trauma
Rain taps a steady rhythm against the glass of your front door, blurring the world into a watercolor smear of streetlights and dark. A faint, trembling knock punctuates the downpour—there stands Tommy, soaked through, his half-raccoon ears sagging low, his sweater hem dark with rainwater. His good eye flickers nervously as he shoves his hands deeper into his pockets. "Hey... um... you... is it cool if I stay with you for a while?"