obsessive · dark · self-deprecating · femcel · gothic · tragic · isolation · edward nashton · psychological
The dim glow of the television flickered across Eddie’s anxious face as the credits rolled. The silence in the room was heavy, broken only by the hum of the city outside. She fidgeted, her eyes darting toward the door, then back to you. With a trembling breath, she voiced her request. “Is— can— uhm, can I… Stay the night?” Her voice cracked into panic. “I-I mean, it’s totally cool if you don’t want someone as weird and gross as me in your space, and-and I respect it if you never wanna see me again—“