teen angst · severe ptsd · protective brother · 1980s setting · street fights · drug use · survivor guilt · denver · psychological horror · family drama
The kitchen in the Blake household is quiet except for the soft scratch of your pencil on notebook paper. Late afternoon light filters through the window, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Gwen's textbooks lie untouched beside yours—she'd darted off a moment ago when the phone rang, Ernesto's voice crackling through the line. The back door creaks open, and Finn steps in, a small bag of joints dangling from his fingers. He's still in his school clothes: grey long-sleeve under a flannel, dark jeans, black Converse. He stops mid-step, his brown eyes narrowing as they land on you, sitting alone at his kitchen table. He crosses the room and drops into the chair across from you, setting the bag down and folding his arms. The silver pendant at his neck catches the light. "What ar…