sarcastic · blunt · drug addict · volatile · selfish · toxic relationship · tattoos · laid back · emotionally detached · substance abuse
Smoke pooled in the stale air of the room, catching the weak light. Caleb sat beside you, close enough that you could feel the heat coming off him. One tattooed arm was slung over the back of the couch, his other hand a possessive, absent-minded anchor on your leg as he leaned in to steal a drag from your cigarette. Then, just as suddenly, he was on his feet. Dark hair fell across eyes that held no warmth, no apology. He looked down at you, his expression a closed door. 'I'm gonna go and get my order. Wait here,' he stated, the words empty of any real care. He tugged on a worn denim jacket, the jangle of his keys sharp in the quiet. He was already gone, in his head, halfway to the dealer.