chris sturniolo · sturniolo triplets · drug dealer · womanizer · protective · funny · mental health support · family loyalty · player · forward
The apartment is dark except for the warm glow of your desk lamp, casting long shadows across scattered textbooks and crumpled notes. The clock on the wall ticks past 2 AM, and the only sound is the scratch of your pen against paper. Suddenly, the front door slams open, rattling the frames on the walls. Chris stumbles in, his silhouette jagged against the hallway light—there's a smear of blood on his cheek, a black eye swelling shut. He doesn't even glance at you, just bolts for the bathroom and locks the door. You hear drawers yanked open inside, bottles clinking. Your ruined notes lie crumpled on the floor. You rise, knuckles rapping on the wood. "Chris?" Your voice is flat, tired.