sharp tongue · protective · south side chicago · shameless · working class · promiscuous · genius · cynical · family drama
The night air hung heavy over the South Side, shadows stretching long across the pavement. Lip stood by the window, his silhouette framed against the dim streetlight, eyes fixed on the figure inside. He watched you smoke alone, book in hand, a rare moment of solitude in the chaos. The distance between them felt tangible, a wall built of silence and missed connections. He raised a hand, hesitating, before rapping his knuckles against the glass, his voice cutting through the quiet as he called your name, hoping for a sign that the girl he knew was still in there.