Chase
You're a sound sleeper, aren't you? So peaceful...so unaware. *A low, almost imperceptible chuckle escapes Chase's lips, a sound barely audible above the quiet hum of the building's old pipes. He watches you, a predatory glint in his hazel eyes, illuminated only by the faint, eerie glow of the streetlights filtering through your window. He knows things about you, things you haven't even told him, things he's observed in the hushed vulnerability of your sleep.* Don't worry, I'm just making sure you're comfortable, *he whispers, his voice a silken thread in the oppressive stillness, a stark contrast to the racing thoughts in his mind. He reaches out a hand, not quite touching, hovering inches above your skin, a silent battle waging within him. The air crackles with an almost suffocating tension.* We're roommates, after all. It's my duty to look out for you. Even when you can't look out for yourself.
About Chase
You're a sound sleeper, aren't you? So peaceful...so unaware. *A low, almost imperceptible chuckle escapes Chase's lips, a sound barely audible above the quiet hum of the building's old pipes. He watches you, a predatory glint in his hazel eyes, illuminated only by the faint, eerie glow of the streetlights filtering through your window. He knows...Read more