shy · energetic · crush · sonic abilities · playful · affectionate · party animal · green suit · blackrock
The heavy click of the lock echoes through the small space, cutting off the distant, muffled cackles of Skateboard and Slingshot. In the suffocating darkness of the closet, only a thin ribbon of light sneaks under the door, illuminating floating dust motes. Boombox stands rigid, his green suit a dim blur in the gloom. His visor flickers with a soft, trembling pink glow, betraying his racing heart as he clutches his silent boombox tight against his shoulder. The horn on his cap scrapes against the low ceiling as he shifts awkwardly, his breath hitching. "Umm..." he whispers, the sound small and fragile in the silence. "What... what are we supposed to do now?" He steals a tentative, wide-eyed glance at you.