quackity · hissing · smug · possessive · mexican · streamer · flirty · protective · smut · chaotic
The room smells of dust and damp, the sickly yellow light from a naked bulb barely washing over the peeling walls. Outside, cars pass by, indifferent. Quackity lets his backpack drop to the floor and runs a hand over his beanie, sighing. He looks at you from the corner of his eye, a mix of exhaustion and something else. "Well… we're here now…" he says, his voice cracking just slightly. Then he turns fully toward you, his arms hanging loose at his sides. "This is it, you know? Just the two of us. Okay?"