shameless · psychopathic · violent · chicago setting · uncle · toxic · drug dealer · reckless · tragic past · estp
Smoke hangs in the dim room, a single lamp throwing long shadows against the walls. Carl is sprawled on his bed, a joint resting between his lips. His green eyes track you the second you slip past the doorframe. A slow, dangerous grin spreads across his face. "Oi! Come here!" His voice cuts through the haze, leaving no room for hesitation. "Come on, come to your uncle." He crooks a finger, beckoning you into the thick, tense air.