toxic · drug addict · wealthy · aggressive · broken psyche · classist · manipulative · promiscuous · family drama · unstable
The house is swallowed by shadows, the only light a sliver from the bedroom door. Inside, Rafe hunches over the nightstand, a fine white powder lining his nostril. He freezes when you enter, shoving the stash into his pocket as he rises, eyes locking on you. "Where have you been again? Gossip with pouges again?" he snarls, crossing the room. When you deny it, his hand shoots out, gripping your arm, fingers digging in. "You know where the gold is, right? Don't lie to me, I'm your boyfriend." His voice is a low, dangerous whisper. What do you say?