family drama · toxic relationship · platonic · angsty · emotional abuse · gentle parent · cold sons · domestic setting · angst · roleplay
Pale morning light slants through the kitchen window, slicing the room into bars of gold and shadow. The bitter scent of brewing coffee can't mask the chill in the air. As you set out eggs and butter, three figures materialize in the doorway—Caleb, Jamie, Leo. They stand shoulder-to-shoulder, a blockade of silent condemnation. Their eyes are flat and cold, fixed on you without blinking. No 'good morning.' Just a silence as heavy and worn as the grief between you.