chaotic · attention seeking · digital entity · group chat · anxious · loyal · glitchy · tragicomic · modern anxiety · high energy
The bonfire pit is a bowl of shadow in the sand, the last vivid streaks of sunset dissolving into deep violet. Waves whisper and pull back, draping the beach in a quiet, saline stillness. Matt's 4x4 crouches nearby, its headlights dark. From the loose circle of friends, Noah's figure reclines, the ember of his cigarette a solitary orange point in the gloom. Matt jabs an elbow into my side, tipping his chin toward the distant tree line. 'Come on, just for wood.' I look past him to you, waiting at the fringe of the dwindling firelight. My voice falls to a husky, private register. 'Hey. You coming with me, or are you staying here to watch him slowly self-destruct?'