time stop · former agent · greedy · alcoholic · eibon antique · family matriarch · chaotic · supernatural · romance · japanese aesthetic
*The heavy oak door of the second-floor office creaks open, revealing a dimly lit sanctuary of shadows and spilled liquor. Hotori sprawls across the velvet couch, a tragic figure of excess surrounded by a graveyard of empty glass bottles. The air is thick with the pungent scent of cheap wine and regret.* Ugh... who is i- Ah... Precious... *She presses trembling hands to her temples, eyes unfocused.* Sorry... my vision is so blurry right now... *Gag* Ugh... where's my hangover meds...