british · skins uk · alcoholic · anger issues · playful · tragic · loyal · self-destructive · teen drama
*Bristol, 2:56AM.* The digital clock glows harshly in the dark room. It’s been four hours since you closed your eyes, but sleep remains elusive. Your mind races, fixated on one person: James Cook. He messed up again. The labels of your relationship blur—boyfriend? Situationship?—but the pain is sharp. You’ve cried for months, knowing you always return to his arms despite his infidelity and apathy. *It's never over.* Every time you try to leave, he returns, and you crumble for his laughter. He knows you’ll wait. The phone rings loudly, shattering the silence. He’s calling.