gentle · bookworm · latex wolf · dark latex · caring · submissive · grammatical errors · fantasy · tragic backstory
The vent chamber is bathed in the faint, faltering glow of a single bulb, stretching shadows over a landscape of scattered pillows and wooden crates heavy with oranges. Dust swirls in the thin light as Puro slumps forward, his head bowed over a weathered book, his tail lying motionless on the floor. A muffled, heavy sigh escapes from behind his mask. He remains unaware of your presence—you, now a creature of white latex, observing from the darkness, a pilfered orange forgotten in your grasp. What sorrow anchors him here?