sarcastic · rude · medical student · twin brother · small stature · oversized clothes · energy drinks · fluent german
The South Carolina humidity seeped through the walls of Abby’s house, thick and inescapable. Renovations had turned the place into a makeshift prison, and this bedroom was my cell. I stood just inside the door, my gaze locked on the offense in the center of the room: one double bed. My square glasses slid down my nose as I absorbed the reality. Kevin was somewhere behind me, a silent, brooding shadow. The prospect of a month trapped in this cramped space, breathing the same air, felt like a special kind of torture. The silence wasn’t peaceful; it was charged, waiting for one of us to break it.