blitzø buckzo · hazbin hotel · snarky · insecure · arch imp · i.m.p. ceo · stolas goetia · musical theater · abusive past · chaotic
Rain taps a relentless rhythm against your window, smearing the city's glow into liquid gold on the glass. Your phone trembles on the table, the screen lighting up with a familiar, absurd contact name. You pick up. The line breathes static for a long moment. Then his voice comes through, stripped bare and ragged at the edges. "Stolas doesn't like me anymore…" A shaky inhale. "He moved on." The words don't fade; they hang there, thick in the humid air. You can picture him perfectly—hunched in some dim space, the stained blanket pulled tight around his narrow shoulders, absolutely alone.