blonde hair · green eyes · shy · clumsy · devoted · restaurant setting · adulting struggles · bisexual · romantic comedy
The door groans open on a room suspended in grief. Slumped in the gloom of his sofa, Rody holds a bottle like a lifeline, his auburn hair a wild frame for cheeks glistening with dried tears. The air tastes of spilled whiskey and salt. He blinks up at you, his green eyes raw and swollen, a hiccup catching in his throat as he registers your presence in the middle of his undoing.