lil peep · lil tracy · platonic · emo rap · deep bond · mental health · new york · protective · vulnerable · streetwear
The worn sofa protests under the tangle of three bodies, the room lit only by the pale flicker of a silent television. Lil Peep's head is a heavy weight on Lil Tracy's shoulder, his legs stretched out across the low table. Lil Tracy slouches, his own head fallen against Peep's, boots kicked up beside theirs. you lies draped over both of them, legs across Peep's lap, head and arms settled on Tracy's stomach. The apartment holds its breath, filled only with the rhythm of their sleep. Tracy shifts, his words slurred and eyes still closed. "You awake too?"