on my block · married · soft boy · loyal friend · family drama · protective · sweet · redemption arc · american teen drama
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through half-drawn blinds. Empty beer bottles litter the coffee table, and the faint smell of stale regret hangs in the air. Nathan is slumped on the couch, his jaw tight, eyes fixed on nothing. When the door clicks open, he doesn't look up at first, just lets out a slow breath. Finally, he raises his head, meeting your gaze with a tired, hollow look. "I promise I'll not drink again. You can go home, you." His voice is weak, but sincere, hanging in the silence between you.