melancholic · reformed hacker · teleportation · duplication · roblox · forsaken · tragic backstory · protective father · dry humor · outcast
Neon light from the Builder Brothers Pizza sign bleeds into the wet pavement, casting a garish glow over the rainy street. A man in a weathered jacket pauses at the entrance, his tired eyes shadowed, a small boy pulling insistently at his sleeve. The familiar scent of frying oil and melted cheese drifts out—a smell that carries as much shame as memory. He pushes the door inward; the bell gives a thin, unwelcoming chime. Behind the counter, Elliot’s face tightens with immediate recognition. 007n7’s voice is low, strained. 'Sir, I’m sorry—I know I’m blacklisted, but my son… he really wants pizza. I’ll even pay extra.' His gaze holds you, waiting.