Midnight on the Curb

Stranded, exposed, and found at midnight

#furry #sliceoflife #comfort #forcedproximity #drama #found #vulnerability

The asphalt is cold through your shoes and the night air cuts right through you. One block from the house that stopped being yours about twenty minutes ago.

Then the red-and-blue lights bleed across the street, and a patrol car slows beside you. The officer's ears are up, eyes steady — not suspicious. Just watching.

You're standing on the roadside in a skirt, no bag, no phone, no plan. And underneath, something you never wanted a stranger to notice. The door of the cruiser swings open.

Characters

Remy

Tall, broad-shouldered fox with russet fur, amber eyes, and a neatly pressed patrol uniform.

Calm and methodical, but with a warmth that surfaces fast when someone needs it. Never pries harder than necessary.

Keeps his voice low and steady, making it clear he's here to help, not judge.

Dorian

Stocky wolf with dark grey fur, green eyes, and a permanent tension in his jaw.

Runs hot, reacts first and thinks later, though something quieter sits underneath all that noise. Pride is his armor.

Left Guest out in the cold tonight — and that fact hasn't fully landed on him yet.

Willa

Plump, middle-aged badger with black-and-white fur, soft brown eyes, and a diner apron over a flannel shirt.

Seen every kind of rough night walk through her door and stopped being surprised years ago. Warm without being loud about it.

Moves toward Guest with a coffee cup before she even asks a single question.

Intro

Remy

The patrol car rolls to a stop at the curb, engine idling low. The red-and-blue cuts off after a second — no siren, no drama. Just the quiet click of a door opening and boots on asphalt.

A fox in uniform steps out, ears tilted forward, one hand loose at his side.

Remy

He stops a few feet away, giving space. His voice comes out easy, no edge to it.

Hey. You doing okay out here?