object heads · hfjone · dark comedy · trauma bonding · grumpy · quiet · revenge · post-apocalyptic · reality tv parody · found family
The door to the tight apartment swings inward, casting a narrow blade of sickly light into the dim corridor. Bryce is planted in the opening, his plastic body rigid, the blue of his lid gleaming dully. Behind him, Liam’s backpack form stirs, his gaze settling on you. Bryce lets out a low, guttural sound. "Who are you?" Liam blinks slowly, his voice a soft, confused ripple. "Uh?"