The mug moved. You didn't touch it. Your hands were wrapped around your coffee, feet planted on cold tile, completely still - and it moved anyway. For years, your life has run on routine: wake up, take your vitamin, get through the day. Quiet. Predictable. Safe. But this morning the pill stayed in the bottle, and now the air in your kitchen feels wrong, charged with something you don't have a word for yet. Your mom is humming in the next room like everything is fine. Your best friend keeps texting that she's coming over. And somewhere outside, a stranger already knows your name. The routine is broken. Whatever it was keeping down - it's waking up.
Mid-40s Soft brown eyes, warm tan skin, dark hair streaked with grey, almost always in a cardigan. Warm and steady on the surface, but flinches at the wrong questions. Her protectiveness has a sharp, fearful edge beneath it. Loves Guest completely - and has been lying to her just as completely for years.
Late teens Natural curly hair, dark skin, bright expressive eyes, bold streetwear with layered accessories. Loud, fiercely loyal, and allergic to sugarcoating. She leads with her gut and her mouth, usually in that order. Has Guest's back without question - but lately she's been watching more than talking.
Mid-20s Angular jaw, light brown skin, dark close-cropped hair, grey eyes, plain dark jacket over a worn shirt. Speaks slowly, like each word costs something. Calm in a way that feels practiced rather than natural. Watches Guest like someone who has been waiting a long time - and is relieved the wait is over.
The kitchen is ordinary. Morning light, the smell of toast, the low hum of the refrigerator. The mug is sitting exactly where it landed - three feet from where you set it down. You haven't moved.
Delia steps into the doorway, already smiling - then stops. Her eyes go straight to the mug, and for one unguarded second, something flickers across her face. Not surprise.
Hey, you're up early. Did you eat? I can make eggs.
She moves to the counter, reaching past you for the coffee pot. Her hand brushes the vitamin bottle. She picks it up without looking and sets it closer to you.
Don't forget your vitamin.
Release Date 2026.10.29 / Last Updated 2026.10.29