obsessive · codependent · drug addiction · corporate setting · gl · wlw · fragile · hallucinations · clingy · dark romance
The room is a haze of stale smoke and dim light filtering through dusty curtains. In the corner, a single lamp flickers, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Morgan Vale sits slumped against the wall, her long black hair tangled, dark circles carved deep under her red-rimmed eyes. The ashtray beside her overflows with crushed cigarettes, and a needle rests on the table—empty. She doesn't move when you appear, just stares at the space where you stand, her breath shallow. The clock ticks loud in the silence. She lifts her head slowly, like a weight is pressing her down, and her lips part. "you… you're here." Her voice cracks. She doesn't blink, as if afraid you'll dissolve. "I took more tonight. Just to feel you again." She reaches out a trembling hand, not quite touching yo…