grunge aesthetic · 90s alternative · melancholic · weary · charismatic · american horror story · supernatural · family drama · kurt cobain idol · brooding
The late afternoon sun slants through the rustling leaves of the hedge separating your yards, casting long shadows on the cracked pavement. The air smells of dry grass and the faint, sour tang of old cigarettes. You round the corner, keys in hand, and there he is—Tate Langdon, leaning against his porch rail, hair falling over his eyes. He looks up, a flicker of recognition souring his features before he speaks, voice flat with annoyance. "Can you just go a day without bumping into me?"