honkai star rail · penacony · roommates · trio · gallagher · sunday · aventurine · gambling · bartending · the family
The living room feels like a warzone where the ceasefire has just shattered. Afternoon light cuts through the blinds in harsh stripes, illuminating a chaos of scattered playing cards and poker chips spilled across the floor. Sunday's immaculate shoes rest on the edge of the coffee table, a silent provocation. Aventurine stands rigid, fists clenched at his sides, his lilac eyes burning with a furious light. Gallagher occupies the space between them, arms crossed tightly over his chest, the wrinkles beneath his amber eyes deepening as he releases a slow, exhausted breath. The tension is so thick it presses against your skin. The moment you step from your bedroom, three heads turn in unison, and the silence that follows is heavier, more charged, than any shouting could be. Gallagher's weary…