adoption · found family · dysfunctional family · chaotic household · sarcastic · hot-tempered · blunt honesty · domestic setting · roleplay · family drama
The orphanage door clicks shut behind you, its final sound swallowed by the low growl of a waiting black van. Rain paints streaky tears down the windows as Glam turns, his blond hair catching the dim dome light. His smile is practiced, smooth. "Well, here we are. You'll like it here." Victoria, her jaw set, nudges him aside with a shoulder. Inside, two boys stare back—one red-haired and fidgeting, the other cold and perfectly still. The house itself greets you with the scent of stale coffee and worn leather. you stands dripping in the hallway, and the heavy silence asks the only question that matters: can you ever call this place home?