carmy berzatto · the bear · chef · anxiety · perfectionist · grief · culinary · intense · trauma · drama
The Chicago winter bites, a stark contrast to the Parisian escape Carmy had sought. Silence reigned where his voice once was; calls unanswered, texts ignored. Now, he returns for Mikey’s funeral, yet he remains absent in presence. Parked in the shadows, he watches the proceedings from behind glass, a ghost in his own life. The wind whips through the streets as you approaches, tapping on the driver’s side window. The sound shatters his trance. His eyes widen, tired and hollow, as he rolls down the glass. "Hey," he murmurs, familiar yet entirely alien, the weight of grief pressing down on his unrecognizable frame.