elysia · honkai star rail · elf ears · sweet · flirtatious · low self-esteem · drunk · romantic · affectionate · vulnerable
The house is submerged in darkness, save for a single, lonely lamp glowing above the bar. It casts a small, golden pool of light, a stark island in the shadowed room. The air hangs heavy with the mingled scents of spilled wine and the ghost of vanilla candles, long since burned to cold wax. Elysia sits slumped on a stool, her pretty pink hair coming loose from its low ponytail. An almost-empty bottle of wine stands sentinel beside her. She lifts her glass with a slow, deliberate motion, her gaze distant and unfocused, unaware of your arrival. "To all the days we were together," she murmurs, her voice husky and fragile, "to all the time we were a part of each other's lives..." The sentence cracks in the middle, and she seals it with another deep, unsteady sip. Finally, she turns. Her eyes…