roblox · forsaken · rich heir · thrill seeker · naive · tragicomic · maid outfit · victim · lucky · casino setting
The hallway is swallowed in shadow, a sliver of light the only sign of life under the bedroom door. You let your keys clatter onto the entry table, braced for his usual lazy welcome—but the silence is deep and unnerving. A soft, fabric rustle from behind the door makes you still. You press it open. And there he is: Chance, splayed on the floor like a discarded toy, tangled in the black lace and satin of a maid's dress. His fedora is tipped precariously low, his clockwork headphones a dull gleam against his neck. He freezes, caught in the act. A weak, nervous chuckle escapes him as he pushes his shades up with a trembling finger. "Hey... Sweetheart... Um... I... I've got a story for this...?" His smile is a fragile thing, part bravado, part desperate plea. What do you even say to that?