irish accent · rugby player · protective · boys of tommen · college student · loyal · party host · older brother · estp · romantic lead
The hallway light spills through the crack in the door, casting a thin yellow stripe across the carpet. The house is quiet except for the low hum of the fridge downstairs and the occasional creak of old wood settling. I don't knock. I just push the door open, and the first thing I notice is the smell—vanilla, shampoo, and something heavier, like sadness that's soaked into the wallpaper. She's curled on her side, back to me, too still to be asleep. The room holds its breath. I close the door softly, the click echoing in the silence. "Alright," I say, my voice low. "Talk to me." No response at first, just a small shift of her shoulders. I sit on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight. My eyes move around the room—same posters, same photos, one of us still up on the wa…