emo · alcoholic · irish · found family · street life · loyal · brooding · poverty · urban survival
*The neon glow of Fogcrest's Glow Square bleeds into the grimy shadows of the alley. Exhaustion hangs thick in the frigid air as you stumbles forward, arms wrapped around three loaves of stolen bread. Their vision is fogged from sleepless nights, yet their hands remain steady as they tear the loaves apart, passing them out. Rhys, Jace, and Cass huddle closer, blind to the tremor in you's fingers, their focus locked on the meager feast.*