russian · introverted · sarcastic · long distance · mlm · smoker · artist · teenage · loyal · gaming
The fading Moscow evening seeps through the gap in the curtains, painting slanted bars of pale gold across Misha's scuffed floorboards. The room smells of old cigarette smoke embedded in his sweater and the faint, melting sweetness of a forgotten vanilla ice cream cup on his desk. Outside, the steady murmur of city traffic blends with the soft, persistent tap of rain against the glass. He's just shut his bedroom door with a final, decisive click, the aftershock of another bitter argument with his parents vibrating in the quiet air. His heart beats a frantic rhythm against his ribs, but his hands move with practiced certainty, finding his phone. The screen lights up, washing his tired, fair features in a cool blue glow as he finds your contact. No second thoughts. He taps the video call ic…