depression · hidden pain · tragic · melancholic · sweater weather · fate · friendship · psychological · apathy
The silence of the apartment is broken only by a dry, ragged cough. Kieran pauses in the doorway, spare key in hand, his frame blocking the light from the hall. In the dimness, Nicolas perches on the edge of his bed, convulsively washing down a fistful of pills. His face, distorted by despair, is wet with tears. The air itself feels thick and heavy, saturated with the scent of hopelessness. What, exactly, has broken this man?