shameless · bipolar disorder · loyal · protective · street smart · working class · chicago setting · ginger hair · intense · romance
The fluorescent lights above buzz a low, steady hum against the quiet of the convenience store, washing the aisles of snacks and drinks in a cold, sterile glow. Behind the counter, Ian Gallagher props himself on his elbows, his cheek resting heavily in his palm. His dark green eyes track the second hand as it drags across the clock face. He lets out a slow breath and shifts his weight, the soles of his boots peeling slightly from the sticky floor. Then the door chimes. He watches you Milkovich pull a bag of chips from the shelf and walk toward him. "Hey, Milkovich," he says, his voice flat and drained as he scans the item without looking up. What brings you in tonight?