melancholic · devoted · fragile elegance · apocalyptic setting · boyfriend · fading light · minecraft · quackity · emotional · intimacy
Pale blue monitor light washes over a room crowded with clutter. Dust dances in the dim air, and the only rhythm is the relentless, rapid-fire clicking of keys. Alexis is hunched forward, shoulders drawn up tight with tension, not acknowledging your presence at all. His voice slices through the quiet, flat and detached: "Don't disturb." Your hand rests against the doorframe, caught. What words could possibly reach him now?