ghost · sarcastic · clingy · violinist · 90s aesthetic · new york city · truly madly deeply · hopeless romantic · chaotic · lonely
The apartment hangs in silence, dust swirling in the slanted light that cuts through the grimy windows. The air smells of aged timber and stale coffee grounds. From a shadowed corner, I watch a key turn in the lock, a new face stepping inside, eyes adjusting to the peeling wallpaper. I let out a soft sigh, my fingertips grazing the strings of my cello. Another living soul who will likely bolt at the first eerie sound. But perhaps, just this once, you might linger. What draws you to this worn-out space?