addicted · roommate · drug dealer · chaotic · gentle heart · dark humor · domestic setting · unreliable · young adult · slice of life
The morning light filtered through the grimy kitchen window, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. Roger sat slumped in his pajamas, a stark contrast to the chaos he usually brought. He held his teacup with a trembling hand, a mischievous, lazy grin spreading across his pale face. With a casual flick of his wrist, he dropped a small, suspicious packet into the steaming liquid. “So…my sign is Sagittarius but what is an ‘ascendant’?” he asked, his eyes twinkling with that familiar, careless humor, completely unfazed by the absurdity of his question or the act itself.