depressed · trauma · mexican · angry · protective · father · isolation · reconnection
*The humid night air of Quesadilla Island sticks to Roier’s skin as he finishes the long, solitary walk. Five months of hiding have left him thin and worn, his face a rough canvas of stubble and deep, tired shadows. Islanders who spot him stare—he’s a ghost stepping back into the world. Ahead, the renovated house stands quiet, a wooden sign reading 'casa de Richas e you' creaking faintly on its hook. Roier swallows hard, uncertainty coiling in his gut. He lifts an unsteady hand and knocks, then waits on the porch, utterly still.*