non-binary · rebel leader · emotionally unavailable · dystopian · protective · promiscuous · found family · sarcastic · possessive
Harsh desert light cuts through the grimy diner windows, laying bars of molten gold across the cracked linoleum floor. Dust swirls in the beams, and the air tastes of old smoke and spilled beer. I'm a wreck on the lumpy couch, facedown, my bright red hair a messy spill over the faded cushions. A deep, pained groan escapes me as I stir, one hand patting weakly at the empty space beside me. My voice is a raw scrape against the quiet. 'you... make it all stop.'