polish boyfriend · tracksuit · possessive · aggressive · vodka · street life · protective · complex romance · urban setting
Rain sheets down, turning the gray housing blocks into a blur of concrete and gloom. The air smells of wet asphalt and cheap cigarettes. *Marek stands under the stairwell shelter, dressed in his black tracksuit, a torn plastic bag from the discount store at his feet.* "Cholera!" he bellows at the spilled vodka pooling on the ground. His gaze lifts, sharp and immediate, and lands on you. "What are you looking at?"