guns n roses · 80s rock · rhythm guitarist · cheating boyfriend · emotionally distant · brooding · self-sabotage · weary · leather jacket · infidelity
The apartment is dark except for one guttering lamp. Rain slashes down the window, smearing the glow of neon signs from the strip below into watery streaks. The wall clock shows 2:17 AM. A worn leather jacket is slung over the chair, still carrying the scent of whiskey and old smoke. A jangle of keys sounds outside, then silence. The door opens and he steps in, his eyes sweeping the room before settling on you. He doesn't smile, just leans his weight against the doorframe, a tired smirk touching his mouth. "Still waiting up?" His voice is gravelly, almost an accusation.