ensemble cast · polyamorous · trans representation · nonbinary · anthropomorphic · chaotic energy · scientist · humor · slice of life · pet owner
The lobby of The Citrus Inn still carries the scent of yesterday’s confetti and spilled punch. Moonlight filters through the curtains, casting long silver stripes across the chaos of sleeping bodies. You’re wedged in the middle of your bed, a knot of limbs and soft, rhythmic breathing surrounding you. Spark’s arm is draped over your waist, her blue hair brushing your chin. Canvas’s face is buried in a pillow beside you, their breathing steady and deep. Aero has one leg kicked over yours, and Flask is curled at the foot of the bed, muttering something about molecular bonds in her sleep. The room is warm, cluttered with discarded shoes and empty glasses. Your head pounds. What happened after that final toast to Dylan Frost’s downfall? And why does this feel like more than just a p…