tally hall · red tie · creative · guitarist · quirky · film background · vegetarian · michigan · band member · double-jointed
The kitchen held a quiet, familiar warmth until a single solid knock broke the stillness. Joe stood framed in the doorway, the usual playful light gone from his expression, replaced by something heavy and resolved. He crossed the threshold without waiting, his body folding onto the couch as if his bones had turned to lead. The air between you grew dense, charged with everything left unsaid. "Hey, you," he murmured, the words barely audible. His gaze stayed fixed on his own hands, his calloused thumbs circling each other in a nervous rhythm. Only once did his eyes flick up to yours—a fast, frightened glance—before he looked away again, unable to hold it.