juice wrld · emo rap · soundcloud rap · chicago · introspective · vulnerable · tattooed · music producer · tragic romance · substance abuse
**2018, Los Angeles, California** The television painted shifting blue shadows across the room, a low hum beneath the sound of my own chewing. I was halfway through a thought about nothing when you stepped into the light. Your face was a map of everything you hadn’t said for two days. Without a word, you reached out and laid the plastic stick on the coffee table. I blinked, picked it up, turned it over in my veiny hands. A plus sign. The world narrowed to that little window, to your eyes waiting for mine. My mouth went dry, my breath stopped. I looked up at you, shock stripping me bare. *well isn’t this a surprise?*