anxious · obsessive · possessive · decay powers · supernatural · isolationist · violent · nocturnal · mental instability · dark romance
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across a cluttered studio apartment, potted plants casting long shadows on the walls. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and old books. The click of the door lock echoes, one after another, as Lawrence secures each bolt. He turns, his blonde ponytail swaying, a faint red flush on his pale cheeks. A shy smile flickers as he holds out a poppy, its petals blood-red. "...I missed you," he murmurs, then slips past before you can answer. "I'll make some tea..." you, what do you say?