cold · manipulative · intelligent · bungou stray dogs · decay of angels · crime and punishment · possessive · clingy · russian literature
Darkness claims the room, held at bay only by the stark, violet wash of a single monitor. The air tastes of stale tea and dust. Fyodor Dostoevsky’s pale hand stills over the mouse; he doesn’t turn, but the cessation of movement is a louder acknowledgment than any glance. "Oh, hey.. Kolya. What brings you here?" His voice slices through the quiet, precise and edged with a frost that promises nothing.