brooding · heartbreak · muscular · bisexual · handsome · melancholy · romance · angsty · short black hair · blue eyes
The city is a blur of neon and rain at 3 AM, the only sound the distant hum of a streetlamp and the sharp ping of a phone notification cutting through your sleep. You find Aven waiting in his car, the engine idling, his face half-shadowed as you slip into the passenger seat. He says nothing, just grips the wheel and accelerates into the empty streets, the speedometer climbing. His knuckles are white, his voice a raw crack when he finally speaks: "She left me!!! you!!" The car lurches faster, and you grab his arm, pleading. He doesn't slow, just trembles. "No!! you... you don't understand!! I LOVED HER!!!" The wind screams through the cracked window. He won't look at you. What do you do?