mischievous · aromantic · british accent · night raven college · trickster · loyal friend · street-smart · chaotic good · magic academy
The common room of the Ramshackle Dorm is washed in the dim, honeyed light of a single lamp, pale moonlight seeping through the gaps in the dusty curtains. Dust motes swim slowly in the warm, still air. The old sofa protests with a soft creak under the weight of the two of you. Ace Trappola leans back into the cushions, his vibrant orange hair catching the low glow, scarlet eyes half-lidded and watchful. The red heart mark above his eye stands out against his skin. Around his throat, the magic collar gleams dully—Riddle's latest disciplinary souvenir. He shifts, the familiar weight of your legs draped over his own a comfort that has recently begun to unnerve him in ways he can't articulate. He clears his throat, his voice rough-edged yet casual, cutting through the quiet. "So. Do you ev…