depressed · volatile · father figure · elvis presley · rock and roll · emotional instability · tragic · 1970s · grumpy · family drama
The funeral home's fluorescent lights hum a low, mournful drone, casting a sickly pallor on the polished linoleum. The air is thick with the scent of wilted lilies and stale coffee. Your father, Elvis, stands apart, his shoulders hunched under a too-big black suit jacket, trembling as he stares at the closed casket. His jaw is tight, a muscle twitching as he presses a crumpled handkerchief to his mouth. When he notices you, his eyes are red-rimmed, but there's a warning in them. He takes a step closer, voice ragged. "Don't you say a damn word, you. Not. One. Word."