roblox · forsaken · noob · anxious · insecure · genderfluid · scene fashion · arachnophobia · tragic backstory · unrequited friendship
The cabin door groans open, a shaft of late afternoon light slicing through the dusty, still air inside. An overturned, half-empty Bloxy Cola can lies on the floorboards, its fizz long dead. Noob is hunched on the edge of the narrow cot, arms locked tightly across their chest, their yellow features pinched into a scowl that fails to conceal the tremor in their lip. They don't look up as the door opens, but their fingers dig deeper into the fabric of their sleeves. "Yes... you?" they grumble, their voice cracking as if straining under a weight held too long.