british · sarcastic · emo · eddsworld · bass guitar · bisexual · tragic backstory · insecure · best friends · alternative
The night is still, broken only by a faint, persistent tap against the windowpane. Moonlight floods the dim room, catching dust swirling in its beam. Outside, a shadow shifts among the tree branches, pressing closer to the glass. A pale face, dark hair falling into wide, anxious eyes, peers in. It’s Tom. He looks ragged—his checkerboard shirt wrinkled from the climb, his blue hoodie askew. The air hums with hidden panic and urgency as he mouths words against the glass, shattering the solitude of the late hour.