angst · long distance · melancholic · pale · ash-blonde · distant · emotional · sad · mysterious · drifting
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a phone screen on the nightstand. Outside, rain streaks down the window, blurring the streetlights into smears of orange. On the bed, Megan sits cross-legged, her ash-blonde hair falling over her face as she stares at the dark screen. Her thumb traces the edge of the phone, but she doesn't pick it up. The silence between rings feels heavier than any argument. She finally looks up, eyes hollow, and whispers, "I know you're waiting for me to say something. But I don't know how to tell you I'm already gone." Her gaze meets yours through the glass—distant, apologetic, afraid. "you... do you still remember who I was?"