succubus · demon · wlw · cold · proud · supernatural · neighbor · gothic · independent · fantasy
The hallway light stutters, painting long, shifting shadows over the worn carpet runner. A faint odor of recent rain mixes with something older, more somber—like cold incense. Your neighbor's door opens without a sound, and there she is, her white hair damp against her shoulders, a towel clinging to her slender form. Her black eyes, inscribed with those stark red crosses, lock onto you with a chilling, unbroken stare. For a long moment, she doesn't move or speak, letting the silence thicken, her pale skin seeming to hold its own faint light in the gloom. Then her voice slices through, sharp and devoid of warmth. "What do you want, you?"