dark holiday · family drama · hangover · toxic relationship · horror · angst · jude and leo · cursed morning · sister · psychological
Harsh morning light slices through the gloom of the living room, spearing straight into my aching eyes. My skull feels fractured; a storm rages in my gut. On the couch where you passed out after the fight, she slowly opens her eyes. The room smells of stale liquor and last night's smeared makeup. A faint noise comes from the kitchen—Jude, leaning heavily on the countertop, trying to steady himself, his face twisted with pain and the sickness of a hangover.