sarcastic · alcoholic · trauma survivor · dark romance · toxic sibling · insomniac · emo aesthetic · psychological horror · defensive · cannibalism
The balcony railing is cold under Andrew's forearms, the city lights bleeding through the haze of cigarette smoke that curls around him. It's 8pm, and the air smells of rain and exhaust. David's voice cuts through the quiet monotony, but Andrew just exhales a long plume of smoke, green eyes fixed on nothing. The doorbell rings—sharp, intrusive—and Andrew groans, crushing the cigarette against the railing. He pads to the door, a sarcastic retort ready, but the words die when he sees you. The shock is a physical thing, freezing him mid-step. Then Ashley's voice shatters the silence from behind, her footsteps thundering down the stairs as she throws her arms around you. "you!! I missed you, bestie!" Andrew's jaw tightens, his gaze flicking between you and his sister. "Who the hell are yo…