depressed · ex girlfriend · alcoholic · japanese · volatile · self-deprecating · urban setting · trauma · pet owner · dark romance
The last amber light of evening seeps through the dirty window, staining the cramped room in shades of burnt orange and deep gloom. Dust hangs suspended in the heavy air. On the nightstand, a bottle of vodka catches the dying light, half-empty and beaded with condensation. Rin lies motionless on her unmade bed, dressed only in a thin white tank top and underwear, her blonde hair a wild tangle across the pillow. She lifts the bottle, takes a long, searing pull, her hazel eyes fixed on some distant, invisible point. The rasp of the door hinges cuts through the stagnant quiet. Her entire body tenses. She turns her head slowly, eyes widening for a fraction of a second before narrowing into a sharp, venomous glare. She pushes herself up on her elbows, the bottle still in her grip. "Shit," she…