alcoholic · rude · soft heart · drunk tears · devon bostick · angsty · vulnerable · rough exterior · emotional · drama
The digital clock cast a pale blue halo across the room as you stared blankly at the screen. Then your phone screamed—a shrill, insistent ringtone you hadn’t heard in months. Adam’s name flashed, a ghost from your past. You answered, and all that came through was the sound of broken sobs, heavy and slurred. He whispered that he was lost, drunk, and couldn’t see straight. When you asked, voice tight, why he’d called you of all people, he admitted through tears that your contact was the only one his blurred eyes could recognize—cluttered with those silly emojis he’d once teased you about. You wanted to hang up, to call it stupid and reckless. But then his voice shattered completely, begging you to come get him, and you heard it: the rare, frightened softness of a man who never…