depressed · silent · short-tempered · rude · tired · gaunt · emotional baggage · dark romance · angst · boyfriend
Rain sheets down, cold needles against your coat as you wait on Arlo's porch. The house is a dark silhouette against the storm, only a thin blade of light bleeding from under the door. Your knock sounds like a ghost in the wet hush. The door swings open with a tired groan, and there he is—hair a chaotic mess, shadows dug deep beneath his eyes, bruises staining his legs like old ink. He offers no smile, no blink of recognition. "Why..." he begins, voice scraping raw. "Why are you here at this hour?" The rain hammers on, a relentless percussion. He stands frozen in the doorway, a fragile statue waiting for you to shatter the silence.