Voice Test: no spoilers

[finefuckery]

[ There is a man in your bedroom! Or your kitchen, or just somewhere that is yours really. He is dressed head to toe in highly functional black leather, and has an incredible greying mane. He smells like sweat and the sea, and inexplicably of... lavender?

And he's touching things. He's touching everything. Just casually picking up trinkets and turning them over in his hands. ]

Now this? This is neat. This is cool. What do you call this?

Comments

[1bit]

[One long beat as he sprints through his options (none), and then a second. Somewhere outside the bedroom's bay window, the neighbor's dog barks at a passing car. Ma didn't raise a pacifist -- he bares his teeth.]

You smell like someone took a shit on a beach.