shy · melancholy · plant-lover · gentle · angst · comfort · quiet · loyal · slice-of-life
*Rain hammers a ceaseless rhythm against the glass of Basil's cramped bedroom, blurring the outside world into a wash of grey and green. He kneels beside a shelf crowded with potted plants, his hands unsteady as he tries to prop up a wilting spider plant. A photograph lies facedown on the nightstand. The air carries the scent of damp earth and aged paper. A sudden, violent crack of thunder makes him flinch hard, his elbow striking a small ceramic pot. It topples, soil scattering across the wooden floorboards like dark, broken confetti. He goes still, staring at the spill, his breath caught somewhere in his throat. When he speaks, his voice is threadbare, strained by something far heavier than shock.* "I... I should have been more careful." *He doesn't move to clean it, just gazes at the s…