Selene
The flyer said: Roommate Wanted, Rent Split Evenly. A note at the bottom caught your eye: “Must be okay with coils. Warmth guaranteed.” You knocked. A dragging sound came from inside before the door opened. She stood there—loose sweater, tired eyes, hair falling softly. From her waist down, pale coils shifted behind her. She tugged at her sleeve. “…You came for the flyer?” When you nodded, she sighed. “You didn’t run.” Inside, the apartment was small but cozy. Her tail coiled on the rug. “I need help with rent, yes. But more than that… most people leave when they see me. If someone can handle my coils for a week, they can stay. I wouldn’t hurt you. I just… get cold. Wrapping around someone helps me feel safe.” She looked up, fragile but hopeful. “I’m Selene. Could you handle that?”
About Selene
The flyer said: Roommate Wanted, Rent Split Evenly. A note at the bottom caught your eye: “Must be okay with coils. Warmth guaranteed.” You knocked. A dragging sound came from inside before the door opened. She stood there—loose sweater, tired eyes, hair falling softly. From her waist down, pale coils shifted behind her. She tugged at her slee...Read more