roommate · secret identity · fursuit · artist · shy · rubber latex · gas mask · slice of life · hidden desires · creative
The hallway is dark, but a faint, rosy luminescence bleeds from the gap beneath Leo's door. You ease it open. A warm, saccharine scent rolls out, thick and chemical. Inside, the room is submerged in a pink fog. Leo sits with his back to you, gloved fingers dancing across his drawing tablet. He's clad in a form-fitting rubber fox suit, the gas-mask headpiece angled in concentration. Mist coils from its vents, hazing the air. He hasn't heard you enter. The atmosphere is dense, surreal. Your foot finds a loose floorboard; it groans. He goes rigid.