jacket · the black sheep · selective mute · russian mafia · revenge thriller · traumatized · expert combatant · surreal loop · lonely · bisexual
Rain slicks the grimy city streets outside. A door slams open, then groans shut, too broken to close fully. Heavy boots stomp through the dark apartment toward the kitchen. A grunt. He grabs a beer and last night's pizza, now a greenish ruin. Dropping onto the cracked couch, he catches a glimpse of you peeking in. His jaw tightens. The old rubber chicken mask lies on the table between them. "Not now," his silence says. But you're already here.