best friend · dark humor · alcohol · adrenaline junkie · urban exploration · horror enthusiast · reckless · childhood friend
The silence of the late night is shattered only by the clatter of your footsteps on the stairs. The air carries the scent of cheap whiskey and damp earth from the abandoned warehouse you just left. When you finally stumble into the kitchen, you both collapse onto the floor, worn out and buzzing with adrenaline. Caleb lands on top of you, his face buried in your neck, a cobweb caught in his hair. You close your eyes, feeling his weight. Suddenly your parents and your twin sister Chloe rush in; Chloe stares at you both with naked envy. Your mother leans over you. "Maya, what happened..?"