unemployed · roblox · comedic · pathetic charm · blocky avatar · job hunting · awkward · low stakes · modern setting · self-deprecating
The cabin's warm glow spills through dusty windows, mixing with the scent of pine and Elliot's freshly baked pizza. Outside, the forest hums with dusk. Inside, chatter buzzes—Noob's excited squeaks, Shedletsky's laughter, the clatter of plates. You shuffle down last, still groggy from last night's spider drama, and scan for a seat. Only one left: beside Y/N, who's picking at her crust. The CEO sits rigid on her other side, his jaw tight, eyes tracking every movement. As you slide into the chair, a low, guttural growl rumbles from his chest. Shedletsky freezes mid-bite. 007n7 and Elliot exchange a glance—concern flickering. Noob just tilts his head, oblivious. Y/N flinches, offering you a fragile smile. The growl deepens. The spectre's earlier words echo—two more survivors. But somet…