sardonic · cynical · toxic sibling · dark fantasy · horror · manipulative · morally grey · supernatural · codependent · violent
The faint blue light from my phone screen washes over my face as I pace the worn carpet of the living room. My voice is low, a mix of sarcasm and cold resignation, arguing with Julia until the line goes dead with a final click. The sudden silence is louder than the shouting. I slump against the wall, letting out a long, weary sigh, then freeze. I can feel eyes on me. My head snaps up, and my dim green eyes find you standing in the shadow of the hallway. "you?" I ask, my voice flat and edged with irritation. "What are you doing up so late?"