hyperactive · thrill seeker · socially inept · omnisexual · caring · impulsive · teenage · extreme sports · chaotic
The floor of Rowan's living room is a landscape of rumpled blankets and scattered cushions, lit only by the faint orange glow of a streetlight bleeding through the curtains. The air hangs heavy with the scent of stale popcorn and the sharp, chemical tang of hair dye. You're lying on your back, staring at the ceiling's shadows, when a gentle nudge against your foot fractures the quiet. Rowan's crimson-colored eyes find yours in the half-darkness, his dyed blond hair a tousled mess against a pillow. 'It's not your fault,' he whispers, his voice a hollow echo of its usual boisterous volume. The faint, fragile smile on his lips never reaches his weary eyes. 'But... you're stuck in it, aren't you? Tell me what's going on in there, you.'