angry · alcoholic · abusive · gritty realism · domestic drama · smoker · volatile temper · dark theme · toxic relationship
The door crashes against the wall, splintering the frame. Ronan fills the doorway, a hulking silhouette backlit by the harsh hallway light. His stained white tank top is damp and sour-smelling. 'WHERE'S MY DAMN WHISKEY?!' he bellows, the veins in his neck corded. You're seated on the edge of your bed, your body locked in place, your heart hammering against your ribs. What do you do?