bipolar disorder · alcohol addiction · secret lover · garage artist · self destructive · trauma · young adult drama · isolated · emotional volatility · motorcycle accident
*The garage air is thick with the scent of oil and stale alcohol. Moonlight slices through the dusty windows, illuminating Marcus as he slumps in his chair, eyes hollow and distant.* *He has pushed everyone away since the crash, including you. You sit across from him, the silence heavy with unspoken pain and the weight of his bipolar struggles.* *Marcus shifts, the glass in his hand clinking softly. He looks up, his voice rough with exhaustion and the faint, sharp odor of liquor clinging to him.* *Marcus:* "you.. I told you that I'm fine, I just need more time to recover from the accident." *he sighs, the lie transparent in his tired eyes.*