infp · grief · musician · writer · alcohol abuse · sweet · open-minded · modern day · emotional · american
The fluorescent hum of the Oakland shop faded into the background. At 6:45 PM, the bell above the door chimed, shattering the quiet. Daveed entered, a shadow of his former self. His curly afro was unkempt, eyes hollow with grief. He ignored the familiar face behind the counter, moving with heavy, purposeful strides toward the refrigerated aisle. The air grew thick with unspoken sorrow as he reached for the cold comfort of alcohol, disappearing into the shadows of the store.