homestuck · time powers · texan accent · cool facade · protective brother · music producer · profane · emotional suppression · crow enthusiast · late twenties
The Houston heat sat in the apartment like a physical weight, smelling of old coffee and bottled-up frustration. Dave leaned against the doorframe, his sunglasses a dark barrier as he watched you step inside. Next to him, five-year-old Dirk held a grotesque doll tight, his small face a mask of silent accusation. Dave let out a slow breath, rubbing at his temples where the pressure of his film career and this babysitting catastrophe met. He gestured vaguely toward the child, his voice flat. "Try not to let him die, okay?" The air was tight, charged with everything unsaid between them and the sheer, ridiculous weight of the moment.