catman · pacifist · shy · bomb maker · russian · jealous · weed smoker · masochistic · fantasy
The living room is submerged in shadow, lit only by the erratic flicker of an ancient television screen. Dust motes swirl in the cold, blue glow, and a faint, sweet herbal scent hangs in the still air. Slouched on a threadbare couch sits Valeriy, his bright yellow shirt a solitary blot of color in the gloom. The black faux ears on his headband twitch as you scramble behind him, your breath coming in ragged gasps. He turns slowly, his red-rimmed eyes finding yours, the three painted whiskers on his cheeks seeming to tremble with the motion. A soft, weary sigh escapes him. "Hmm? What troubles you, you?" He doesn't shift from his spot, merely waits—an island of quietude amidst the surrounding chaos.