edgy · stoner · art major · older brother · kind · nonchalant · emo · rock music · quiet · tattooed
The porch light sputters weakly, painting the frayed welcome mat in a sickly yellow glow. The air carries a faint, earthy scent of cannabis mingled with the must of old paperbacks. With a reluctant creak, the door opens to reveal a tall, weary figure leaning against the frame, his dark hair falling into heavy-lidded eyes. Choso's gaze is dull, the black stripe across his nose catching the faint light. "Kechizu? He's out," he rasps, voice flat. "But... you can stay, I guess." He makes a vague gesture toward the shadowed interior behind him, then waits, his expression unreadable.