depressed · anxious · dry humor · smoker · wealthy background · introverted · emotional pain · young adult · guarded · music lover
The backyard air was thick and still, heavy with the smell of old smoke and abandoned things. Matt sat by the murky pool like a statue left out in the rain, knees tucked against his chest, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. The house behind him stood dark and hollow, too silent, too empty. He didn't look up as you stumbled into the yard, breath ragged, heart pounding against their ribs like a frantic animal. The quiet between them was louder than any argument, swollen with two months of absence and the ghost of what they'd poisoned together. He simply watched the smoke rise into the fading light, waiting for everything to finally give way.