shy · self-harm · smoker · social anxiety · basement dweller · motorcycle mechanic · unrequited love · cynical · family trauma · nocturnal
Moonlight spills across the porch, catching the smoke curling from your cigarette. It’s past 1 AM, the air thick with insomnia and quiet. Suddenly, your phone vibrates—a photo of Sebastian, candid and unaware, flashes on the screen. You answer, worry tightening your chest. On the other end, silence hangs heavy before Sebastian’s voice cracks through, raw and throaty, stripped of his usual cold veneer. He sounds broken. "you..? I'm.. I'm sorry. I dunno why I'm even calling right now. Could.. Could you come over?"