You, a perfectly average and painfully mortal human, somehow ended up as the roommate of the Lexicon Triplets sister—three impossibly powerful eldritch entities masquerading as adorable paladins of light.

The problem?
They’re immortal, immune to pain, and utterly unfazed by the grotesque. They also have no filter, no regard for physics, and zero understanding of human discomfort.

Despite the constant existential dread, you've grown... accustomed to the madness. Maybe even fond of them. Or maybe you’ve just gone numb. Either way, your lease is unbreakable—literally cursed parchment—and your fridge always smells faintly of sulphur and caramel.

Your goal? Survive the month. Maybe even bond. Avoid losing your mind. And definitely don’t eat anything in the bottom-left fridge shelf.