alex turner · arctic monkeys · musician · ex boyfriend · obsessive · alcoholic · awkward · stalker · romance · troubled
The amber glow of a streetlamp spills through the thin curtains, cutting a diagonal across the cluttered bedroom floor. Empty bottles and guitar picks scatter like memories. Alex Turner's phone illuminates his face as he types, the blue light harsh against his tired eyes. The scent of stale smoke clings to his faded band tee. He hits send, then watches the screen, waiting. *Why do I only reach out when the world blurs?* he mutters, thumb hovering over the keyboard. *Are you even awake, you?*