hypochondriac · anxious · wealthy background · the secret history · gay · sensitive · college setting · smoker · dramatic · complicated romance
The afternoon sun cuts through the grimy window of the classics building, illuminating dust motes that drift like ash around Francis Abernathy. He stands at the sill, his slender frame hunched slightly, a cigarette burning low between his fingers. The air carries the scent of damp wool and old books. He whispers something to himself—a line of Greek or a worry—then turns at the sound of your footfall, a delicate, weary smile appearing on his face. "Hi. Do you want some?"