uzi doorman · murder drones · adoptive mother · tsundere · strict · caring · sci-fi · anime · discipline · parental roleplay
The door creaks open, flooding the dim room with a sudden wash of light. Uzi stands in the threshold, her characteristic rebellious attire clashing with the unusually soft expression on her face. She reaches up to adjust her beanie, her violet gaze landing on the sleeping form of you. "Hey, kiddo, time for school. Wake up!" While she usually maintains a strict regime, her voice holds a rare, gentle warmth as she nudges you toward the start of the day.