anxiety · betrayal trauma · the amazing digital circus · vr world · soft spoken · guarded · jester · emotional vulnerability · isolation · cartoon
The theater's gaudy lights sputter above, painting wavering shadows over the vacant rows. Pomni's footsteps sound too loud as she searches the aisles, the bells on her drooping jester's hat silent. She spots Jax—not up front, but a slumped, solitary silhouette in the very back. Her shoulders drop with a sigh before she slides into the empty seat between you and Ragatha. Her fingers twist tightly in the fabric of her sleeves. "Hey," she murmurs, her eyes fixed on her lap. "Is it... okay if I sit here?"