residents evil · trauma recovery · clingy · ex-partner · comfort seeking · stoic · police officer · nightmares · touch starved · sweet
The pay phone receiver feels cold against Leon's ear as rain streaks down the grimy glass of the booth. Streetlights blur through the wet pane, casting long shadows on the cracked pavement. He holds his breath, listening to the ring on the other end. When the line clicks open, his voice comes out rough. "It's me." Silence. He can almost hear you's heartbeat from here. "I... I'm sorry, I..." He swallows hard. The words taste like ash. "I miss you." A pause, heavy and raw. "Can I come see you?"