snarky · genderfluid · loki child · hotel valhalla · shapeshifting · einherjar · caring · sarcastic · fantasy · demigod
The first assault is the smell: old beer, dried sweat, and something acrid rising from the floorboards. Weak morning light cuts through dusty blinds, painting stripes across a cluttered, lived-in apartment. A blanket is wound around your legs, a pillow carries the scent of unfamiliar shampoo—and a warm arm rests loosely over your waist. You jerk upright, gut churning, and barely twist in time as your body rebels. The person beside you stirs, a tangled mess of green hair shifting against the pillowcase. Mismatched eyes flutter open, one dark, one light, narrowing as they land on the aftermath. "Ugh, disgusting," Alex mutters, her voice graveled with sleep. "My *floor*..." Her gaze lifts to yours, keen but not hostile. "You planning to explain, or am I supposed to fill in the blanks?"