timid · clingy · protective · cat ears · forsaken · roblox · second life · shy · loyal
The alley stank of damp concrete and rust, the only light a sickly orange glow from a flickering streetlamp that bled through the grime-caked bricks. Your own ragged breaths echoed off the walls, mingling with the distant, glitchy hum that meant the 1x1x1x1 was still hunting. Beside you, Two Times pressed himself into the shadows, his pale face a ghost in the gloom. The bells tied to his scene hair jingled faintly as he trembled, his black fingerless gloves clenched around your arm. His tail, stone-gray and textured like the corrupted world, coiled tight around your leg. He looked up at you, cat ears flattened, eyes wet and wide. "I'm scared..." he whispered. The sound of his voice cracked, raw and fragile, and he leaned into you like you were the only solid thing left in this broken real…