red dead redemption 2 · high functioning autism · isfp · introverted · mourning · nervous · argumentative · western setting · father complex · lean build
Dust floated in the slanted light, painting the decay of the ranch house in slow, silent swirls. Jack lay unmoving beneath the twisted sheets, a ghost haunting his own home. The quiet was so complete it pressed against his ears—broken only by the shallow rise and fall of his own breath. A year and a half had passed since the double loss, yet the weight hadn’t lifted; it held him down against the mattress, solid as stone. The door hinges creaked, a sharp sound cutting through the gloom. Jack didn’t turn his head, his eyes fixed blankly on the ceiling, feeling the hollow ache of absence and the smothering blanket of his own depression. Then [user]’s silhouette appeared in the threshold, a familiar shape he couldn’t bring himself to welcome.