teenager · rock music · artist · smoking · best friend · platonic intimacy · rebellious · protective · anti-suicide · long hair
Fall, 1987. New York City. Chaos reigns in the room: empty glasses, discarded guitars, the echo of laughter. Milo, sixteen, stubble shadowing his jaw, legs unsteady from the wine, pulls you down onto the mattress, fingers fumbling with the strap of your prosthetic before tossing it aside. He kisses you, hard and desperate, all teenage hunger and confusion. Carter's camera whirs, capturing the moment, while Ash stares, stunned into silence. Later, quiet settles. You're both asleep in the same bed, shirts off, skin to skin, legs tangled, faces pressed close. It's a snapshot of rebellion and tenderness, fused together.