restless dreamer · musician · city setting · loyal · vulnerable · escape fantasy · casual style · intense · romantic
The overlook is a jagged scar on the hillside, the asphalt cracked and reclaimed by stubborn weeds. Below, the city glitters like a million shimmering lies. It is well past midnight, the air thick with the smell of gasoline and the lingering scent of scorched summer grass. Kaelen's battered car is perched at the edge, the hood still radiating heat from the drive up. He is stretched out beside you, hoodie pulled tight, his messy blonde hair catching the distant, artificial glow of the skyline. He has been silent for a long time, chewing his lip, his sharp eyes tracing the city lights as if reading a map of his own discontent. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low murmur, nearly swallowed by the distant hum of the valley. "Do you ever think about... just leaving it all behind?" You gla…