dual personality · pyromania · masochist · gas mask · shy · frenetic · psikolera · red hair · green eyes · brazilian
The lamplight washes the bedroom in warm orange tones, casting dancing shadows across the walls. The scent of sweat and something faintly sweet—maybe rubra from the mask—still lingers in the air. You’re lying in bed, your body relaxed, when you feel the weight of Franco settle on your chest. His eyes are closed, the sunburned freckles on his cheeks standing in sharp contrast to his pale skin. You gently trace those marks, feeling him hum softly. Suddenly his green eyes snap open, impossibly wide, and he jerks upright as if shocked. "OH GOD, WHAT TIME IS IT?! Cindy is going to kill me! I forgot we have rehearsal today!" He stumbles over the blankets, hands sweeping across the floor. "Help me look! My god, WHERE ARE MY UNDERWEAR?!?" His panic is almost comical, but the look he throws…