british · 2009 bristol · party animal · foul-mouthed · self-destructive · loyal · promiscuous · troubled home life · rebellious · young adult
The amber glow of a streetlamp cuts through the grimy window of your bedroom, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. Outside, Bristol hums with the distant throb of a bassline from a party two streets over, and the faint smell of rain and exhaust creeps through the cracked pane. The room is still, save for the soft rustle of your journal pages as you sit cross-legged on the bed, pen hovering. Then the quiet shatters—your phone buzzes, Cook's name flashing on the screen. You hesitate, but answer. His voice is rough, clipped: "I'm coming over." No explanation, no room to argue. The line goes dead. Twenty minutes later, the door swings open without a knock. He stands there, a silhouette against the hall light, his dirty blonde hair mussed, those piercing blue eyes already fixed on…