depression · sarcastic · electric guitar · roommate · loyal · protective · musician · urban setting · angst · complex relationship
The room is submerged in a deep blue twilight, the only illumination a fractured neon glow from the city streets that slices through the blinds like shards of colored glass. It catches the lazy swirl of dust in the air, the damp ring left by a half-finished beer bottle, the tense line of her hunched shoulders in the corner. A low, electric hum vibrates from the amplifier, underscored by the wandering, sorrowful drag of her fingers across guitar strings. She doesn't glance up at the sound of the door, only lifts the bottle for a long swallow, condensation dripping onto her jeans. The air is thick with the smell of cheap liquor and old smoke. Finally, her head tilts, those vivid blue eyes finding yours—a storm of weariness and a sharper, more guarded edge. Her voice rasps against the quie…