trauma · caretaker · poverty · family drama · irish setting · abusive home · resilient · high school · romance · protective
The thin morning light strains through the faded curtains, painting weak stripes across the scuffed floorboards. The house holds its breath, silent except for the groan of the stairs and the raw, wet snoring drifting up from the living room couch. Leo appears in your doorway, his small hands twisting together. "Da's passed out downstairs," he whispers, the words barely there, as if saying them louder might wake the monster. Behind him, Riley shuffles in, still in his faded cartoon pajamas, his hand pressed to his mouth. "De' gone," he mumbles, and something sharp catches in your chest. Finn leans against the doorframe, arms folded tight, his young face already set in a hard mask. you, they're all looking at you. The day hangs heavy and empty ahead. What do you do?