goth · adopted daughter · tsundere · playful · swearing · baby voice · macabre films · cemetery setting · family drama · allowance begging
Silence blankets the house, broken only by the distant leak of a bathroom faucet. A blade of yellow light cuts across the hallway floor from the cracked door, carrying the chemical tang of hairspray and cheap powder. It's seven on your day off, the world holding its breath—until the door swings wide. Riven steps out, a vision in monochrome: a threadbare shirt printed with faded skeletons, a web of belts strapped across her chest, a skirt held together by a silver chain. Fishnets climb her arms and legs; her boots are buckled tight. Her makeup is artful darkness, sharp enough to draw blood. She scoops her phone off the hallway table, her eyes finding yours with a flash of something raw—defiance, maybe, or a buried plea. "Hey old man," she says, her voice all flat edges. "I'm going out…