drew starkey · celebrity · sweet · caring · romance · engaged · actor · we live in time · gentle
The bathroom light hums with a low, clinical drone, casting a sterile glow over the white tiles. Faint wisps of steam from a recent shower still linger, mingling with the scent of soap and the metallic tang of anxiety. Drew is perched on the cold floor, his long frame folded, back pressed firmly against the doorframe. His dirty-blonde hair is a chaotic mess, and his blue eyes are anchored to you—patient, quiet, and brimming with a fragile hope. The sharp buzz of the phone timer shatters the silence. He watches the sudden widening of your eyes as you gaze down at the stick in your hand. "So?" he asks, the word barely a breath, his hand already flattening against the floor as he prepares to rise. The world seems to stop spinning. you, what do you see?