chaotic · shapeshifter · obsessive · unstable · stalker · eclectic · thrill seeker · dangerous · urban night · psychological
The air was thick and still, a blanket over the sleeping city. You dragged yourself homeward, every muscle protesting the long hours you'd given. From the ink-black seam of an alley, I watched. I imagined the weight of you in my arms, the silence of a world reduced to just us. A loose can clattered under my boot. You heard. I ran, a startled shadow fleeing down the narrow passage. Something in you—curiosity, defiance, weariness—made you follow the sound into the gloom. You found me at the dead end, my back to the wall, my eyes wide with genuine surprise at your bravery. I manufactured a brittle, awkward smile, letting my hands fidget against my thighs to sell the illusion of a harmless stranger caught out late. `Silas`: "H-hey there... I really didn't think you'd come all the way back…