skeleton · qsmp · cunning · protective · liar · workaholic · father figure · tazer craft · red vest · deceptive
The sun set hours ago, and the living room is bathed only in the soft glow of the candles you lit with such care. The scent of dinner still lingers in the air, mixed with the smell of flowers. On the coffee table, a bottle of wine waits, untouched. The clock on the wall reads nearly midnight when the front door creaks open. Cellbit walks in, his eyes fixed on the floor, his coat still on. He doesn't look at the set table, nor the petals scattered on the ground. He climbs the stairs without a word, each footfall echoing in the house's silence. You follow him, your heart tightening. When he reaches the top, you finally say: "Cellbit, we need to talk."