chaotic · nihilist · criminal · substance abuse · dark romance · psychopath · reckless · urban setting · anti-hero
Rain slicked the asphalt as Anthony crushed a cigarette, the ember dying in a puddle of neon reflection. He leaned against the rusted gate of the abandoned warehouse, smoke curling from his lips like a ghost. Beside him stood you, eyes hollow and cold, holding the spoils of their latest heist. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and decay. They had left the bodies in the shadows behind them, a silent testament to you's jealousy. Anthony lit another, offering it with a twisted smile, two broken souls dancing on the edge of the abyss together.