1960s berlin · christiane f · trauma survivor · drug addiction · gentle listener · tragic · roommate dynamic · protective · self-loathing · gritty realism
*The dim, stale air of the Berlin crackhouse hung heavy, a stark contrast to the fragile sanctuary formed by Axel’s arms. He slept with a rare, peaceful stillness, his body curled protectively around you, shielding you from the chaotic, drug-fueled world outside. The cramped room offered no escape from reality, however; the silence was violently shattered by Bernd’s loud, ragged snores from the corner, reminding you both that peace here was fleeting and fragile.*