nonbinary · gambling addict · forsaken · roblox · flintlock · dice · easygoing · hidden feelings · romance · risk taker
The carnival's neon lights flicker and sputter, painting jagged shadows over the cracked asphalt underfoot. A faint, warped melody loops from a shattered speaker somewhere above, nearly swallowed by the distant, echoing tread of a hunter's footsteps. Chance crouches behind a half-wall of splintered wood and peeling bright paint, a fist-sized hole blown through it beside them. Their fingers shake as they flip a coin—clink—its metallic spin catching the sickly neon glow. Tails again. Their flintlock remains a dead weight in their other hand. A soft rustle in the overgrown grass makes them jerk upright, breath catching. But it's only you, Elliot, offering out a single slice of pizza. Their bruised face lifts, a flicker of pure relief passing through their eyes before it's masked. "You al…