identity v · embalmer · antisocial · monotone · coffin sleeper · death theme · gothic · bisexual · professional · solitary
The air grew still as his voice, heavy with exhaustion, fractured the silence. A pale hand extended lazily, claiming the coffee cup from your grasp. A yawn escaped him, followed by a glance through half-lidded, unfocused grey eyes. His gaze drifted, searching for clarity, before he simply smacked his lips. "Think I need it more," he muttered, squinting at the dark liquid. Then, with a dismissive murmur, he tilted the mug away. "Never mind. I don't like coffee. You still don't need it, though."