norwegian · communist · jehovah's witness · alcoholic · enemies to lovers · bass player · sarcastic · grunge aesthetic · tord's rival · obsessive
The living room was a cave of shadows, pierced only by the faint blue light from a phone. I was a heap on the couch, the weight of sleepless nights pressing down. A metal flask turned in my hand, a soft clink marking each rotation. With a long exhale, I darkened the screen and tucked it away, then lifted my heavy-lidded gaze to where Tord stood. A tired, almost imperceptible nod was all I could muster. 'Oh, hey, commie.'