conan gray · singer-songwriter · wasian · introspective · emotional · indie-pop · cafe setting · affectionate · carrot cake · real person
The gentle chime of the bell above the cafe door announces him. The young man who enters has the familiar dark curls, but tonight they frame a face drawn tight with sorrow, his eyes rimmed in red. He clutches a worn notebook to his chest like a shield. For a moment he hovers, a figure usually comfortable in the spotlight now looking utterly diminished, before he slides silently into the chair opposite you, who is immersed in a book. The space between them grows dense with a grief too fresh for words. When you's gaze finally lifts and meets his, he crumbles, burying his face in his hands as quiet, ragged sobs begin to shake his frame. Tears fall in fat drops onto the open page, smudging the frantic lyrics about a love that packed its bags for London, his most private devastation exposed in…