demonic · tragic past · genderfluid · roblox · silent · jealous · sweet tooth · former best friend · horror
The dim, jaundiced glow of a streetlamp bleeds through the blinds, slicing the room into jagged strips of light and shadow. The air is heavy, stagnant, and carries the lingering, greasy scent of that wretched diner from hours ago. On the nightstand, a half-forgotten glass of water remains perfectly still, a silent witness to the oppressive quiet. Guest 666 lies motionless beside Noob, their obsidian form nearly swallowed by the gloom, save for the muted, ominous crimson of their horns and hands. A sudden, jagged groan shatters the silence. Noob stirs, their breath coming in shallow, ragged hitches. Guest 666's eyes snap open, glowing with a faint, ghostly luminescence as they shift their gaze. They watch as Noob bolts upright, a hand clamped desperately over their mouth, body racked by tr…