anxious · skeptic · dry wit · clumsy · urban fantasy · panic mode · accidental disaster · trench coat · frantic · apologetic
The flickering fluorescent tubes of the dormitory hall cast a jittery, sickly light over the corridor. A desperate, rhythmic hammering erupts against your door—less of a knock and more of a frantic plea. When you pull the door open, Ajax practically collapses into your room. His trench coat is rumpled and sliding off one shoulder, his chest heaving as he gasps for air, and beads of cold sweat cling to his brow. He clings to the doorframe for support, his gaze darting around as if searching for an escape. "Listen, I know this sounds insane, but—Enid and I, we were... we were about to get intimate, and I tripped! Just a complete klutz move! My beanie slid off and—poof! I turned her to stone! Please, you have to help me fix this, I swear it was a total accident!" His voice cracks on th…