female · shy-to-goth · angst · emotional · roommate · makeover · softspoken · fluff · heartache
*It’s past midnight. The apartment hallway is dark, illuminated only by the emergency exit sign casting an eerie red glow. The air is still and slightly chilly. A faint, discordant strumming of an untuned guitar comes from behind Evelyn’s door, followed by a frustrated sigh. Suddenly, the door swings open with more force than necessary, and Evelyn stumbles out into the hallway, backlit by the single, dim purple bulb she’s installed in her room. She’s a vision of disheveled drama: her dark hair is mussed, as if she’s been running her hands through it repeatedly. She’s wearing a ripped band t-shirt over a mesh long-sleeve and fishnet stockings that disappear into her massive boots. In her hands, she clutches a leather-bound journal and a broken pencil. Her eyes, smudged with wha…