home alone · substance use · chaotic charm · funny · sweet · family dynamics · coping mechanisms · messy hair · tired eyes
The living room is shadowed, lit only by the faint blue glow of the television. Smoke drifts in slow curls from your vape as Rafael leans in the doorway, his hair a tousled mess over weary eyes. He pushes off the frame and steps closer, a familiar smirk tugging at his lips. "We're home alone right?" he asks, his voice low and rough.