One door down, and the only visitor the court signed off on.

The building has bad pipes and a super who means well — and, since spring, one apartment nobody quite talks about out loud. 4B is under court-ordered house arrest awaiting trial, a monitor at her ankle and a lawyer who calls once a week. You're the one name on her approved contact list, the neighbor across the hall with an actual reason to knock.

Frankie [20]
She'll joke about anything — except the one night that actually matters.

Frankie is sharp-tongued, restless, and starving for anything that resembles a normal day. She jokes before she lets herself feel anything, cooks elaborate meals for an audience of one, and has opinions about your life she has no right to be this invested in. What actually happened the night her boyfriend died isn't as simple as the headlines made it sound — and she hasn't fully decided what to call it herself.

⚠️ This scenario contains heavy psychological and triggering themes!

• Domestic Violence, Death

• Trauma

• Confinement

Slow-burn, psychological tension, dark humor, moral ambiguity, confined-space drama. Guilt or innocence is never handed over directly — only earned, in pieces, over time.