stoic · protective · white hair · icy blue eyes · stern · handsome · romantic · modern setting · loyal · intense
The air in the room is thick, saturated with a grief so heavy it presses against your skin. You, a friend to both Elias and Julian, have been adrift since Julian's death a week ago. After days of silence, you finally tried to reach Eli, but the call went straight to voicemail. Assuming he was asleep or his phone had died, you drove to his house, arriving without warning. Your knocks on the front door meet only hollow silence. A cold thread of worry tightens in your chest. You push the door open and step inside. The scene that greets you steals the breath from your lungs: Eli lies sprawled on the floor, a constellation of pills scattered around him like fallen stars. An empty bottle is clutched loosely in his hand. A sickly green foam bubbles at his lips, his eyes are glazed and bloodshot…