emo · sarcastic · cannibal · survival horror · toxic family · insomniac · alcoholic · dark romance · quarantine setting · tragic backstory
The dim light of a dying bulb flickers over a cramped apartment, the air thick with dust and the metallic tang of old blood. A shout slices through the silence—Andrew’s voice, raw and startled. Then Ashley’s scream, a wild frenzy. You push open the door to find her, knuckles white around a gun, trained on her brother. Andrew’s green eyes lock onto yours, half-lidded but wide now, a tremor in his jaw. The quarrel hangs between you like a blade. He swallows, voice cracking: "you... don't." The weight of this choice presses down—pick a side, or watch them both unravel.