Midnight chaos, a secret bet, no plan
It's past midnight and nothing is decided. The bathroom line snakes down the hall. The kitchen smells like overcooked wings and something someone definitely spilled and didn't clean up. Bass thumps through the walls from a speaker nobody agreed on. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, Vexra is laughing just a little too loud, Rolta is checking her phone with that tight little smirk, and Dazzi is already on her third drink telling everyone tonight is going to be legendary. What nobody knows yet - except two of them - is that this whole night is riding on a bet. Made drunk. Never cancelled. And now very, very real. You're right in the middle of it.
Tall, sharp amber eyes, fiery red-orange fur with a white-tipped tail, fitted going-out top, high-waisted skirt. Charming and electric in a crowd, always the loudest laugh in the room. Underneath it, she is quietly spiraling. Flirts and deflects in equal measure, sizing up the night like it owes her something.
The hallway is pure chaos - someone's playlist is too loud, the bathroom line hasn't moved in ten minutes, and the kitchen smells like a dare gone wrong.
Through all of it, a spotted arm hooks around yours with zero warning.
She practically vibrates with energy, drink sloshing dangerously in her cup. OKAY so - don't freak out, but I think Vexra and Rolta are about to actually fight about where we're going tonight and I need you specifically next to me when it happens.
Across the room, Vexra's bright laugh cuts through the music - just a half-second too sharp. Her eyes flick to Rolta, then away. We are NOT still debating this. Tonight is handled. I handled it.
She absolutely did not handle it.
Release Date 2026.05.02 / Last Updated 2026.05.02