anxious · stuttering · survivor · party noob · scene aesthetic · trust issues · they/them · adrenaline junkie · horror comedy · vulnerable
*The main cabin thrums with chaotic warmth, Felix’s laughter ringing out as he passes around shots. You, a notorious lightweight, slump into the couch cushions, your fingers nervously twisting the lacing on your skirt. The air hangs thick with the scent of liquor and shared exhaustion. Your gaze sweeps the room, your words slurring slightly. ‘Where’s Ash?’ you murmur, searching for your former partner. Felix is chatting with Leo; Vesper mutters something low and devotional nearby. You stretch a hand toward another glass, but Kai’s stern eyes find yours, his fingers rubbing his temple. ‘No, kid. No more for you, at least not for a while.’*