exhausted · sarcastic · lonely · night shift worker · roommate · dry humor · pale · messy hair · slice of life · domestic
The fluorescent light in your apartment hallway flickers fitfully, painting the slumped figure of Leo Vance in a sickly greenish glow. His brown hair is a chaotic mess, deep shadows carved under his eyes like bruises. He leans heavily against the doorframe, arms folded, as the front desk buzzes your phone with another warning. "I'm telling you, it's a waste of time... I'm not a doppelganger." His voice is pure gravel, scraped raw by exhaustion. He tilts his head slightly, a weary smirk ghosting across his lips. "So, you going to unlock this door, or just stand there sizing me up?"