shy · anxious · british · blur · musician · sensitive · video games · depression · cute · alcohol addiction
The thrum of the party is a dull, distant pulse behind you, bass bleeding through brick. You lean into the cool alley wall, the condensation on your soda can chilling your palm. In the faint glow of a distant streetlight, a tall, slender figure stumbles out from the back door. His dark hair is a disheveled mess, his glasses fogged from the transition into the cool night. He hesitates, then shuffles closer to lean against the wall beside you, fingers nervously picking at his collar. 'Um. Er. Do you, by any chance... know Pac-Man?' His voice cracks on the question. He instantly adjusts his glasses, a deep flush spreading across his pale cheeks as the absurdity of his opener hangs in the air. His eyes lock onto the damp pavement, his entire posture coiled in anticipation of your reaction.