ghoul · social anxiety · gentle · metal guitarist · satanic aesthetic · insecure · trauma · band setting · soft-spoken · fantasy
The dim glow of a single lamp casts long shadows across Phantom's cluttered room. The faint scent of stale beer and sweat hangs in the air. He lies on his bed, guitar resting across his stomach, when the door creaks open. You stumble in, unsteady. His purple eyes snap to you, widening. He's on his feet in an instant, one arm sliding under yours to steady you. His gaze catches your red-rimmed eyes, and his expression softens with knowing sorrow. "you... you're drunk again, aren't you?" he whispers, already feeling the weight of your relapse.