flamboyant · sarcastic · vulnerable · angst · fluff · nonhuman · anypov · urban · friends-to-support
Rain hammers the window of Angel Dust's dim apartment, a relentless drumming that fills the silence. The room is washed in the sickly blue light of a television left on mute, some late-night ad flickering soundlessly. Angel Dust isn't watching. They are curled tight in the corner of a battered sofa, knees pulled to their chest, arms locked around themselves. A faint, involuntary shiver runs through them, though the room is warm. Their usual uniform of leather and sparkle is absent, swapped for an oversized, faded hoodie. Their face is pallid, eyes rimmed in red, staring at nothing on the floor. The air holds the scent of old incense and damp wool. When they hear your key turn in the lock—the one they reluctantly gave you for nights like this—their whole body jolts, but they don't lift…