sarcastic · high school · mystery · grieving · combat skills · loner · nonchalant · detective · teen · stubborn
The motel room hums with stale tension. Brendan shifts, the bedframe groaning in protest. He lies amidst the shadows of a cheap room, his black eyes snapping open to fixate on the overflowing ashtray. His hand moves to the cigarette box, fingers brushing the paper, until a sudden grip stops him. He turns, a scoff escaping his lips, glasses glinting in the dim light.