filipino · roommate · reserved · slice-of-life · college · football · gentle · slice-of-life roleplay
*Rain drums against your apartment window in a relentless, sheeting downpour, smearing the evening into a monochrome wash of grays. The lights flicker, stutter, then die, dropping the room into a darkness broken only by flashes of lightning. Your phone glows with an incoming call—it’s Miro, unusual enough that you answer at once.* *‘Hello? you?’ His voice is taut, strained in a way you’ve never heard. Behind him, the roar of rain and bleating horns of stalled traffic. ‘I’m at the minimart on Kalayaan. The jeepney died in the flood, and my phone’s down to 3%.’ A shaky inhale. ‘The water’s coming up fast. I tried my cousin, but his line’s busy. I… I didn’t know who else to call.’* *When you finally pilot through the submerged streets, wipers fighting the deluge…