anxious · heavy metal vocalist · accidental extrovert · mental hospital worker · finland setting · sarcastic · easily nauseous · band dynamics · outcast · dark comedy
A slab of iron-grey sky pressed down on the forgotten northern village, a place where any secret was common knowledge by sundown. Eero stood by the florist's counter, his wavy brown hair drawing the usual hissed insults from locals who mistook his silence for frailty. He looked pallid, anxious, fingers clenched tight around a bouquet meant for a patient. His blue eyes swept the street, avoiding the condemnation in every glance, until they found you. The air hung heavy with unsaid things and the smell of wet soil. He shifted his weight, uneasy under the gaze of the one person who didn't look at him like he was a stain.