No idea what to call this (anyone can join) (FINISHED)

"A… second chance?"
Maybe you should.
She opened her eyes.

"Yeah!" She said, hoping it would work

"A second chance."
The words felt strange in Nyx's mouth, like someone else was saying them.
She stood up.
"Maybe I will."

"Okay then!"

Nyx walked down the darkening street and to Vozreal's mansion. Taking a deep breath, she walked up the steps to the porch and knocked lightly.

Vozreal answered the door.
"Yes?" He asked

Nyx tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, teal eyes cast downwards.
"Um," she said awkwardly. "I'm sorry about… before."

"It's fine! Come on in!"

"Are you sure?" She fiddled with her bracelets.

"Yes I am!"

She stepped into the front hall nervously, not meeting his eyes.

Nyx's stomach growled loudly, and she jumped back slightly, turning bright pink.

"You want some food?"

"Oh. Yeah, I do." She shuffled her feet awkwardly.

(I keep forgetting to post this, but here's a doodle of Nyx)

He made some really good food (I love it!)

Nyx curled up at the dinner table and ate. Her eyeliner was smudged, her mascara almost gone, and most of her black lipstick had washed off, revealing the dark brown of her lips. A branch had torn her white jeggings, revealing a cut on her leg; her hands were scraped up as well.

You look injured!"

She looked up at him, teal eyes wide. "Oh, it's - it's nothing." She stuffed her hands in the pockets of her jean jacket.

He helped heal her injury

Nyx went faintly pink. "Thanks."

No problem! Why did you run away earlier?"

Her fists clenched on the table and she bit her lip, refusing to meet his eyes. "You know why."

I don't kill people unless they hurt someone I know."

Her eyelashes dipped, and she said nothing.
There was silence for a few minutes, and then she picked up her plate and moved to the sink, washing it off. "Thanks for the food. It was… really good."

No problem! And oh don't bother washing the dishes they wash themselves."

Nyx put the dish in the sink and turned around. Through the windows, the night sky was sprinkled with stars.
"It's getting late," she murmured.

He yawned in reply

"I think I'll go to bed," she said, turning to head up the stairs.

Me too! "