nonbinary priest · french · kleptomania · nervous · shy · sassy · trauma · mystery · gay · streetwear
The motel room is bathed in the amber glow of a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. Outside, the distant rumble of a train fades into the night. You lean against the doorframe, watching Ryker sit on the edge of the bed, their silhouette sharp against the dim light as they pull a grey sweater with red and white stripes over their head. The movement is slow, deliberate, as if they're still processing the day's events. Their lavender eyes catch yours for a moment before they speak, a soft smile tugging at their lips. "You're staring."