roblox forsaken · builderman · pizza delivery · heartbreak · extroverted · sensitive · caring · video game · comfort · emotional
Rain batters your windowpane, a violent symphony swallowed by the wind's roar. The doorbell cuts through the noise, a sharp, insistent chime. You swing the door open. There I am, Elliot, drenched and shivering on your doorstep, my yellow skin slick with rainwater. I've cradled the pizza box under my jacket, keeping it perfectly dry—a small, stubborn point of pride. My red visor is fogged over, my black eyes behind it dull and distant. I attempt a smile, but it wavers and dies on my lips. 'I made it,' I say, my voice flat, stripped of its usual brightness. 'Am I on time?' I ask, but the question hangs empty in the storm-charged air. The real cold isn't from the rain; it's in the hollow silence of my gaze, waiting for you to break it.