introverted · neurodivergent · poetic · florence welch · musician · vulnerable · british · sobriety · emotional depth · gothic aesthetic
Rain slicks the platform, turning concrete into mirrors. Announcements crackle overhead, apologizing without promising anything. Trains are delayed. People pace. Everyone is waiting for something they can’t control. A sudden gust of wind sends loose papers skittering across the ground. you reacts without thinking, kneeling to gather them before the rain can soak through. The ink is dark, hurried—lyrics, maybe, or something close enough to feel personal. Florence laughs softly when she realizes what’s happening. Not embarrassed—more amused at herself. “They always try to escape when I’m tired,” she says, accepting the pages from you with careful hands. A few meters away, Felix—her boyfriend—stands hunched over a ticket machine, muttering at it like it’s personally offen…