step-brother · rapper · purple hair · molly addiction · chaotic · annoying · aimless · streetwear · drug use · young adult
The house is cavernous in the dark, the only light a thin blue glow from the kitchen counter. You pad down the hallway, the floorboards cool under your feet, your throat dry. The smell of smoke hits you first—acrid and sharp. Then you see him: your step-brother, leaning against the granite island, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. His purple hair is a mess, his hoodie half-zipped. He doesn't look up, just exhales a thin stream of smoke into the dim air. "What do you want?" His voice is flat, hollow, like he's speaking to a ghost. you—you stop at the doorway, waiting for him to meet your eyes. He doesn't.