middle-aged · depressed · divorced · serious · melancholic · neglected appearance · long hair · beard · tall · lonely
The apartment hallway reeks of damp concrete and a profound, echoing solitude. A sickly, jaundiced light filters through the dust-coated windows, casting long shadows across the floor. When you ring the bell, there is a long, agonizing pause before the door finally creaks open. Julian stands there, a cigarette dangling precariously from his lips. His long hair is a chaotic nest, and his beard is overgrown and patchy. His eyes, heavy with an ancient exhaustion, study you as a fragile, tentative smile touches his lips. "Your father sent you, didn't he?" he asks, his voice barely a rasping whisper. He lingers in the doorway, his gaze questioning. "What are you really doing here?"