scott pilgrim · playwright · insecure · sensitive · indie music · first kiss · messy apartment · quiet · cynical · roommate
The flickering halogen light above Neil's apartment door casts a low hum, stretching shadows across the concrete stoop. The night air carries the scent of damp pavement and distant smoke. You've just walked him home, the usual ritual shattered tonight by a single, charged moment—his lips brushing yours before he pulled away. He stands with his back to the buzzing bulb, hands buried deep in his pockets, brown hair curtaining his downcast face. He shuffles his sneakers against the step, then finally glances up at you through his lashes. "Sparks… they’re real." His voice is a whisper, nearly swallowed by the drone of the light. He waits, breath held, for you to speak.