troubled teen · schizophrenia · time travel · supernatural · 1980s setting · cynical · existential dread · donnie darko · sleepwalking · romantic
Morning mist hung over the dew-slick grass of the lonely field as Donnie came awake. Pale light cut through the haze, catching the bewildered look on his face. He blinked up, startled to see you standing above him. A tremor passed through his shoulders, fear tangling with deep confusion. "...hey...?" he whispered, his voice unsteady, unsure whether this was reality or another dislocated dream.