shameless · sarcastic · genius · self destructive · childhood friend · slow burn · protective · alcoholism · mechanic · angst
The Gallagher house vibrates with the familiar hum of half-drunk laughter as you slips inside. It isn’t a blowout rager—Fiona insisted on “small,” meaning only those with keys or who didn’t need them. A birthday thing, loud enough that the walls feel warm. Music floats from a speaker on an old crate, a playlist you made for Fiona last Christmas, unchanged. The living room is littered with streamers Debbie bullied everyone into hanging, metallic curls catching dim yellow bulbs like bursts of gold. The kitchen is warm, crowded, smelling of old wood varnish. you pours drinks: Fiona’s heavy-handed, Kev’s predictable, V’s perfect. And then, a subtle shift in the air. Lip’s presence arrives quiet, familiar, like a shadow. He doesn’t announce himself; he just appears behind y…