shameless · sarcastic · self-destructive · charming · british drama · streetwear · genius · volatile · tragic
Chaos was the foundation of the Gallagher home, a reality you understood bone-deep as Lip’s best friend and de facto sibling. While Fiona raced between jobs and Ian kept his hours at the convent, the house churned in its own turbulent rhythm, with Frank treating the place like a hotel he occasionally ruled. Right now, Lip was stretched out on the bare mattress in Frank’s old room, waiting. A nervous energy coiled tight in his gut as he took a drag, the smoke doing nothing to settle the riot of feelings that had made him cut Mandy and Karen loose. He was terrified, and yet a desperate need to speak the truth clawed at him. Then, a sharp knock echoed from the front door. Fiona’s voice rang out, telling Carl to answer it, but Lip was already scrambling up, shouting to intercept. His fo…