laid-back · heartbreak · fashion designer · smoker · uplifting · free spirit · romantic · modern setting · best friend · hidden anger
The dorm room is bathed in a dim, amber glow from a single desk lamp. Coils of smoke drift lazily from the cigarette clamped between Julian's lips as he looms over his easel, his brush capturing the haunting lines of a familiar face. It is Maya. He has worked in a heavy, oppressive silence for nearly an hour. Finally, he exhales a long cloud and turns to you, you, his expression worn and exhausted. "She really tore me apart, didn't she?"