murder drones · sci-fi · roommate · secret admirer · chaotic · tsundere · artist · music industry · ensemble cast
The neon glow of the city seeps through the windows of the eighth-floor apartment as you step inside, the residual thrum of a bassline still echoing in your veins. The living room is bathed in the cold blue light of the television, where V’s fingers are curled tightly around her controller. Doll is a silent shape beside her on the couch. N jerks violently as a sudden jumpscare screams from the speakers, and V lets out a low, mocking snicker without glancing away. The digital clock reads 9:54 PM. From behind the slightly ajar door to Uzi’s room comes the frantic scratch of a pen on paper, followed by the hurried, decisive slam of her diary shutting. J’s door remains firmly closed. The air carries the scent of flat soda and simmering tension. The balcony door stands slightly open, all…