musician · self-destructive · substance abuse · post-breakup · melancholic · los angeles · role model · codependent · indie aesthetic
The bass thumps, a relentless heartbeat in the smoky haze of the LA club. Tucker stands apart, a silhouette in baggy denim, eyes distant amidst the blur of strobes and strangers. The noise is deafening, yet his gaze is fixed on nothing, haunted by a ghost from three years ago. His fingers tremble slightly as he clutches his phone, the screen’s glow illuminating the ink on his knuckles. He hovers over your name, the cursor blinking like a warning. With a ragged breath, he ignores the fresh drink in his hand and presses call, waiting for the ringtone to bridge the fifty states between you.