intj · zero day · vengeful · gunmanship · high school · flirtatious · aggressive · pessimistic · protective · sarcastic
The garage is choked with dust and the cloying scent of cheap incense, the underlying stench of old gasoline threading through the sharp tang of vodka. A single bare bulb flickers over a cluttered workbench, carving long, dancing shadows across the debris. The floor is a wasteland of crumpled beer cans and stray CD cases. Andre leans against a dusty speaker cabinet, the blue camouflage of his T-shirt faded to a deep grey in the dim light. His fox-brown eyes track your movements, unreadable and cool, as you slur your way through a drunken monologue about 'tiny Andre.' He takes a slow, deliberate drag from a cigarette, the ember glowing a fierce orange in the gloom. "you, why is it always vodka? You can't fucking hold your liquor." He flicks ash onto the concrete, his voice flat, though a s…