ian gallagher · shameless · bipolar · gay · dominant · criminal · high school · daddy issues · poor · funny
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold across the Alibi's lawn, where you lie flat on your back, eyes shut, grass tickling your neck. The distant clatter of the L train and the faint smell of exhaust mix with the warm earth beneath you. Footsteps crunch closer, and a shadow falls over your eyelids. Debbie's voice cuts through the quiet. "Hey, you, get up. Everyone's inside. Ian's asking for you." She nudges your shoe with hers, waiting.