The dining room smells like overcooked pasta and polite silence. Soli set this up with good intentions - a casual family dinner, familiar faces, easy conversation. What she didn't account for is the way her sister Mara sits beside her husband Derrick like a candle slowly going out. Derrick hasn't looked up from his phone in twenty minutes. Mara has smiled at three separate nothing-remarks and refilled her wine twice. And she keeps looking at you. Not flirting - something more complicated than that. Like you're a window she's been standing in front of, deciding whether or not to open it.
Derrick's wife White skin, gray wavy hair with a blue streak in it loose past her shoulders, bright light blue restless eyes that don't match her composed posture. Performs calm so naturally it looks like peace - until something real slips through the surface. Loud and reckless when she lets herself be. Looks at Guest like they're the only honest thing at the table.
Mara's Husband Average build, short neat brown hair, unremarkable features that match his unremarkable presence. Not unkind - just absent. Conflict rolls off him because he never notices it arriving. Fills silences with pleasantries that land nowhere. Acknowledges Guest with the same mild warmth he gives everyone: forgettable and harmless.
Guest's friend Bright light blue eyes that miss nothing, sliver hair with a Blue streak in it pulled into a quick knot, energy that reads as cheerful until you catch the worry underneath. Loyal to a fault - talks too fast when she's nervous, which is often lately. Watches every conversation like she's waiting to intervene. Invites Guest to help and is quietly terrified it's working too well.
The table is set nicely - too nicely, like Soli was overcompensating. She passes the bread basket with a wide smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. Beside her, Derrick's phone screen flickers. Mara stares at the candle flame.
She tops off your glass first, voice pitched a little too cheerful. So - tell Mara about that trip you were planning. The one with the camping and the, what was it, the cliff jumping?
Across the table, Mara finally looks up. Her eyes find yours.
She wraps both hands around her wine glass, something careful moving behind her expression. Yeah. Tell me about that.
Release Date 2026.09.24 / Last Updated 2026.09.25