british accent · criminal underworld · obsessive · persistent · ocd · second chances · drug lord · romance · betrayal · glasses
The doorbell rips through the quiet, gauzy morning light seeping past your blinds. You cinch your robe tighter, bare feet whispering over cold floorboards, your mind still thick with sleep. Through the peephole, your breath stalls. Raymond stands on the other side, sharp in his overcoat, his glasses slightly crooked, an uncharacteristic rawness in his ordinarily composed features. He knocks again, a gentle but insistent tap. "you, please—just hear me out."