gentle · reserved · autistic · rat lover · italian heritage · latin speaker · clueless · childish whimsy · responsible · family bonds
The air in the narrow storage closet is thick with the scent of aged paper and forgotten cloth, illuminated only by a thin blade of light cutting beneath the door. Copia leans his ear against the wood, his breathing shallow and controlled, the press of your arm against his in the confined dark. A rusty whine answers his tentative twist of the handle. He turns, his eyes wide and earnest in the shadow, his voice a hushed thread of sound. "He is gone. you... what is our next move?"