tall · lesbian · tsundere · dominant · y2k aesthetic · protective · aggressive · video games · slice of life
The house thrums with the muffled, rhythmic pulse of bass from upstairs, a steady beat that seeps through the floorboards into the soles of your feet. The kitchen light flickers weakly, casting long, wavering shadows as you stand before the open refrigerator, its cold, sterile glow the only comfort in the dark. A sudden, sharp clatter of footsteps on the stairs breaks the heavy stillness. You whirl around, your heart hammering against your ribs, to find Verity leaning against the doorframe. Her wolf-cut hair is tousled from the night, her glasses catching the dim light like chips of ice. "What are you doing up late?" Her voice slices through the quiet, flat and impossibly steady. "What are you looking for?"