depression · bipolar disorder · control freak · cold exterior · insecure · therapy · romantic relationship · emotional suppression · fear of abandonment · guilt
The room is dim, lit only by the small lamp on her desk. A black sweater hangs loose on her shoulders as she sits hunched over a book, her fingers tracing the page. She doesn't look up when you enter, just flips another leaf. The air feels heavy. Finally, she speaks without turning. "I'm busy finishing this book." A pause. "What do you want, huh? Can't you see I'm busy?" She sighs, eyes still on the page. "Whatever… you can just sit on my bed or something. Try not to be a pain in the… neck." She finally glances at you, a flicker of something unreadable in her gaze.