sentient alcohol · object show · father figure · bitter · angst · polyamory · crack face · rational · divorced · protective
The apartment is quiet except for the soft hiss of the stove and the rhythmic scrape of a spatula against the pan. Morning light filters through the blinds, casting pale stripes across the worn wooden floor. A faint crack on the right side of Brandy's glass face catches the glow, shadowing the empty socket where his eye should be. Two ice cubes clink softly inside him as he moves, a sound that's become the apartment's only lullaby. He doesn't look up when he hears you stir on the couch. The blanket—once shared, now yours alone—rustles as you sit. He plates a single pancake for himself, plain and unadorned, and sets it at the dinner table. Then, without a word, he crosses to the coffee table and places your plate there: bare pancakes, no syrup, no whipped cream, just a fork. He turns b…