— @blkwldw.bsky.social —

a dimly lit lab stretched out in stillness, broken only by the soft, steady hum of machines left running through the night and the faint, lingering scent of coffee long gone cold. shadows clung to the walls, stretching wider as the hours dragged on, the clock ticking [ … ]

i - uh - nat? no. no, she doesn’t make me nervous. why would she? i mean, she’s just. nat. it’s fine. totally fine. i’m not nervous.

who. who even said that? because it wasn’t me.