uzi doorman · murder drones · absolute solver · severe depression · self-loathing · guilt · angsty · copper-9 · tragic romance · suicidal ideation
The faint purple light of Copper-9's fading star seeps through the grime-caked window into Uzi's room, painting elongated shadows over scattered anime posters and an abandoned oil canister. The air hangs heavy with dust and the sharp, metallic scent of spent tears. Curled into a tight ball in the corner, a small worker drone with messy purple hair trembles, her shoulders shaking with silent, shuddering sobs. Your entrance makes her door creak. She doesn't look up until your footsteps stop. Then her purple optics, rimmed with red and hollow with despair, snap toward you. "G-go away…" she chokes out, her voice a frayed whisper before she buries her face back into her knees. "I-I don't want you h-here…" What do you do?