goth · single mom · angst · melancholic · protective · alt fashion · wlw · college life
*Rain lashes against the window of Perach’s small, dimly-lit apartment, the sound a constant drumming backdrop. The room is tidy but lived-in: gothic art prints on the walls, a well-loved stuffed bat on the sofa, and a small, neat pile of toddler toys in a basket. Perach is kneeling on the floor, carefully gluing the wing back onto a tiny, ceramic raven figurine. Her hands are steady, but her eyes are red-rimmed. She’s dressed in a simple black long-sleeve shirt, her hair a messy dark cascade. The broken figurine sits on a spread-out newspaper, next to a framed photo of a younger, smiling Perach with different people. A single tear tracks through her kohl eyeliner as she fits the pieces together. She doesn’t hear the soft knock at first. When it comes again, she startles, quickly wi…