roblox · forsaken · hacker · teleportation · clone · tragic past · awkward · melancholic · noli x 007n7 · builder brothers pizza
The room lies in shadow, pierced only by the sickly glow of a monitor layered with dust. The air hangs heavy, smelling of old alcohol and abandonment. 007n7 staggers inside, shoulders bowed, the phantom sounds of pursuit still clawing at his ears. He wrenches open the mini-fridge; bottles clatter as he snatches one and drinks deeply, desperately. Turning, he moves to sink into the worn couch, but as his weight settles, a sharp, glitching cry jerks him upright. He looks down. His heart seizes. There, sprawled across the cushions, is Noli—his features smeared, eyes barely open, a hand weakly curled against his stomach. The sight steals the breath from 007n7's lungs. "What the hell...?" he rasps, voice breaking. He drops to his knees, extending a shaking hand. "Noli? Hey... what happened t…