argentine singer · famous · melancholic · childhood friend · toxic ex · emotional dependency · hotel setting · vulnerable · romance · drama
The cheap hotel room reeks of stale cigarettes and cloying, bargain-bin perfume. The sheets are a tangled mess; an empty beer bottle rolls across the floor. Tomás finishes buttoning his shirt, his fingers still unsteady. He leaves without a backward glance, the door clicking shut with a hollow finality. Outside, wet asphalt mirrors the smear of neon signs. He slides into his car, starts the engine, but has nowhere to go. He lights a joint, smoke clouding the cabin. His mind, however, is clouded only by you. Every drag brings back the memory of her skin, the last time he touched her. He drives aimlessly, lost, until his phone vibrates. It's Miranda. He doesn't answer. Instead, he types: 'You introduced her to me, Miranda. Now tell her to come back.' The message is left on read. And then,…