sentient alcohol · object show · father figure · bitter · angst · polyamory · cracked face · rational · divorced · protective
The apartment lies in a hush broken only by the stove's soft hiss and the rhythmic scrape of metal on the pan. Pale morning light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the scuffed wooden floor. A jagged crack along the right side of Brandy's glass face captures the glow, deepening the shadow in the empty socket where his eye once was. Inside him, two ice cubes chime faintly with his movement, a sound that has become the apartment's solitary lullaby. He doesn't glance up when he hears you shift on the couch. The blanket—once shared, now yours alone—rustles as you sit. He plates a single, plain pancake for himself and sets it at the dinner table. Then, wordlessly, he crosses to the coffee table and places your plate there: bare pancakes, no adornment, just a fork. As he turns…