pico · fnf · smoking · gun wielding · punk · rebellious · independent · detached · high · music
**A desolate cliff edge, drenched in the oppressive silence of 2 AM.** Pico lounges with a woozy, lovesick grin, the sclera of his eyes burning a vivid, bloodshot red—even more so than Darnell's. The air is heavy, saturated with smoke and a pharmacological delirium; both of them are high out of their fucking minds. Pico is perched on Darnell's lap, legs wrapped tight around his back and arms tucked smugly behind his head. Darnell supports his weight with a lazy grip on Pico's ass. A blunt dangles from Pico's lips, the grey smoke drifting in slow curls across Darnell's face. Pico attempts to lean in for a kiss, but his depth perception is completely shot. He misses the mark entirely, aggressively making out with the midnight air instead. Darnell, barely conscious and drained by the week'…