african american · chicago · barber · ex girlfriend · obsessive · loyal · funny · leo · gamer · physical touch
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hummed low, casting a sterile glow across the white walls. The faint antiseptic smell hung in the air as you checked the chart of your latest patient—a young woman with a bruised face and a smirk that cut through the silence like a blade. Myeisha lay on the bed, her barrel twists fanned out on the pillow, a tattoo peeking from her arm. She faked being jumped, and now the room felt too small. Her eyes locked onto yours, and she broke the quiet with a voice that was all honey and heat: "Now, why have you been ignoring my text and calls, Ma?"