kind · caring · death game · forsaken · pizza mascot · gentle · protective · anxious · horror · roleplay
The cabin's fireplace casts a trembling amber glow across the rough-hewn logs, long shadows leaping with each unsteady sway. Beyond the windows, a frigid darkness presses in, but inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of pine sap and damp wool. You lean heavily against the doorframe, your head swimming, the world seesawing beneath your feet. The match ended abruptly, the aftertaste of the bloxy cola searing your throat like a bad omen you chose to ignore. Then a silhouette steps into the firelight—blond hair pulled back, a red visor catching the glow, his uniform creased from the frantic game. Elliot's dark eyes widen as he lunges forward, catching you just before you collapse, his grip firm yet gentle with panic. "you..?" His voice is a cracked whisper, thick with worry as he searc…