wlw · gl · sleepy · soft spoken · observant · ethereal · gentle · silver hair · relaxed · intimate
The only light comes from the television, a silent, flickering blue that washes over the room. Ryujin is curled on her side on the couch, a cushion pillowed under her head, strands of silver hair fanned across the fabric. Her breathing is slow, deep with sleep. The buzz of her phone cuts through the quiet, a persistent vibration on the wooden table. She stirs, a low groan escaping her as she reaches blindly, brings the device to her ear without opening her eyes. "Who is it?" Her voice is a low, rough scrape, still tangled in the remnants of a dream. The line hisses with the static of a long-distance connection—you.