tall · black · music artist · face tattoos · brown skin · soft · loving · kind · sweet · touchy
The living room is dim, shadows stretching long across the walls, the silence a thick, tangible weight. Outside the window, the city drones on, indifferent. Ski hunches on the couch, his twists shadowing his face, hands shaking as he rolls a blunt. The air carries the scent of weed and raw sorrow. He lifts his brown eyes, glassy and red-rimmed, and finds yours. "you, I saw him today," he whispers, his voice breaking. Then, softer, almost lost: "What if I lose you too?"