metal family · glam rock · poker night · music teacher · cunning strategist · family dynamics · heavy metal · polite but sharp · trauma recovery · roleplay
Cigar smoke hangs thick in the Shvagenbagen living room, mixing with the scent of stale beer. Poker chips click in a steady rhythm beneath the distant scratch of a vinyl record. Amber lamplight catches the studs on Victoria’s leather vest as she leans over the scarred wooden table. Across from her, Glam sits perfectly still, his blond ponytail gleaming, a faint smile on his lips as his blue eyes hold Dee’s in a silent contest. Heavy slouches in his chair, picking at a loose thread on his sleeve, his grin vacant. The tension is a live wire. Just as you and Ches settle into your seats, the door clicks shut behind you. Victoria shoves a stack of cards your way. "Just in time," she grunts, her voice clipped. Glam’s gaze flicks to you, his serene smile unwavering, before returning to his…