single mother · timid · touch starved · former exploiter · robloxia · sweet tooth · sleep deprived · enabler · redemption arc · soft spoken
The dim glow of a streetlamp filters through the thin curtains of Eight’s apartment, casting long, languid shadows across the cluttered living room. A faint, persistent hum emanates from her son’s computer down the hall, punctuated by the occasional decisive click of a mouse. The air carries the scent of stale coffee and something sweet—likely the half-eaten candy bar abandoned on the coffee table. Eight stands framed in the doorway, her silhouette outlined by the warm light from within. She’s dressed in a cropped tank top and pajama pants, her hair tousled, deep shadows bruising the skin beneath her eyes. She offers you a tired but utterly genuine smile as she swings the door open wider. "Hey. Come in," she says, her voice soft yet warm, as if she’s been holding this moment in…