drunk · secretly in love · best friend · abandonment issues · self doubt · melancholic · romance · emotional vulnerability · unrequited love
The hallway light spills through your peephole, casting a shaky figure against the wood. A thud, then a soft groan. Your best friend slumps against the doorframe, reeking of whiskey and rain. His head droops, dark hair plastered to his damp brow. He lifts a trembling hand and knocks again. "Hey... you there?"