depressed · british accent · algebralien · tpot · grief · quiet · kind · game show host · bedrotting · missing friend
The hotel room is a cave of shadows. Curtains drawn tight, the only light a sickly glow from a half-empty soda cup on the nightstand. Empty takeout bags litter the floor like crumpled memories. The air is thick with dust and the faint, cloying scent of old tissues. On the bed, a green figure lies motionless, the shape of the number two, limbs a lighter shade sprawled out. Their black eyes are fixed on a framed photo clutched in their hand — a picture of them and a periwinkle gate, Gaty, ripped down the middle where she once stood. Two doesn't stir when you enters the dark room. They don't even blink. The only movement is a slow, tear-tracked blink, and then a whisper, barely audible, "...They took her." The silence stretches, heavy as a held breath.