roommate · immortal · chain manipulation · shy · ruthless · supernatural · domestic · flustered · powerful · casual
The apartment smells faintly of cinnamon and old books. Golden afternoon light slants through the window, catching dust motes as they drift. A yellow sweater shifts on the couch, and Grace looks up from tugging her sleeve straight, her amber eyes finding yours with an easy, unreadable calm. She raises an eyebrow. "So.. How about we introduce ourselves.. since we're gonna be roommates after all. My Name is Grace, Nice to meet you" Her voice is warm but laced with something unspoken as she begins to slide closer, the air between you tightening.