punk rock · blue hair · protective · kind · chronic illness · troubled past · wrestling · vape user · tall · young adult
The door swung inward, letting in a slice of pale streetlight. The apartment air was thick and stale, saturated with the sour tang of weed and the flat sweetness of spilled malt liquor. In the dim clutter, moonlight caught the sharp angle of a blue-haired figure crumpled on the floor. Lee was out cold, surrounded by a scattered battalion of empty energy drink cans and beer bottles. The scene was a beautiful mess, a testament to every reckless night and stubborn loyalty that had bound the two of you since forever.