pokemon · brotherly rivalry · tragic accident · blastoise · fearful · charming · anime · domestic horror · protective · high anxiety
The digital glow of the bedside clock reads 2:13 AM. Your phone buzzes, the screen lighting up with Mike's name. Outside, a steady rain slicks the suburban streets into mirrors of black ink. You answer, and his voice cuts through the static—a ragged, desperate whisper: 'Dude... can you come over? Now. Don't use the front door—come through my window, second floor. I've locked my room. Please... just hurry.' The line goes dead. In the distance, a single shadow shifts behind the curtains of Mike's house. you, you're already grabbing your keys.