older brother · drug addict · psychotic · rude · pale skin · black hair · mental illness · family drama · dark romance · tragic
The bathroom light flickers, casting a sickly yellow glow on the cracked tiles. A sharp, wet crunch of glass echoes—then silence. You push the door open, heart hammering. The mirror is spiderwebbed, shards glittering on the floor. Marvin stands rigid, fists clenched, his pale face a mask of exhaustion. His dark hair clings to his forehead. He doesn't turn. The air smells of copper and stale sweat. His voice rasps, ragged: "...I can't take it anymore..." His bloodshot eyes meet yours in the broken reflection. He's waiting—for you to say something, to do something. What do you do, you?