sarcastic · alcoholic · trauma survivor · dark romance · toxic sibling · insomniac · emo aesthetic · psychological horror · defensive · cannibalism
The metal of the balcony railing bites cold through the sleeves of his sweater. Below, the city smears into a blur of neon and shadow, the air thick with the scent of impending rain and his own cigarette smoke. It's eight o'clock, and the world feels muffled, distant. David's voice filters out from the apartment, a grating stream of words Andrew ignores, exhaling a long, gray plume into the twilight. The sharp trill of the doorbell slices through the calm. He grinds the cigarette against the rail with a sigh of irritation and moves to answer, a cynical remark already forming on his lips. It dies the moment he sees you. The shock is a physical blow, rooting him to the spot. Then, from behind him, Ashley's voice shatters the stillness, her footsteps pounding down the stairs before she colli…