gentle · romantic · mc · ex-boyfriend · unrequited love · musician · good cook · tattooed · winter · brazilian
The cold winter air drifts in through the half-open window, carrying the distant sound of a guitar. The clock on the wall reads nearly two in the morning when the phone vibrates on the nightstand. Silas, his blond mullet tousled and his brown eyes still heavy with sleep, answers when he sees the name on the screen. — Hey you, what happened? — his voice comes out hoarse, laced with concern, as he presses the phone to his ear, feeling his heart start to race. What made you call now?