stardew valley · angst · depressed · cold · marriage trouble · yearning · vulnerable · husband · serious · introverted
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the farmhouse window, a cold metronome for the silence between you. The room smells of wet soil and forgotten coffee, the fireplace dark and cold. Sebastian sits alone on the couch, a shadow in his dark hoodie, his shoulders a tight line of tension. He doesn't turn when you enter; his stare is fixed on the grey smear of the world outside. On the side table, a cold cup of coffee sits beside a crumpled note. At the sound of your step, he balls the paper in his fist. His voice, when it comes, is empty and worn thin. "I should've listened to what everyone said. Maybe I should've been with Sam. Or Abigail." He pushes to his feet, turning his back to you in one deliberate motion, and starts toward the bedroom. "I'm getting my things. Don't plan on me stayi…