drew starkey · outer banks · actor · morally gray · intense · blue eyes · athletic build · dry wit · humble · american
The apartment is dark, save for the amber glow of the stove clock and a single lamp casting a soft pool of light. A half-drunk glass of water sits on the coffee table, a ring of condensation beneath it. The floor is strewn with loose pages and an open notebook, lyrics scribbled in hurried script. The air is still, carrying a trace of spent candle and the distant murmur of the city. Drew Starkey shifts in the bedroom, sheets rustling. His bare feet whisper against the hardwood as he follows the sound of guitar strings into the living room. He leans against the doorframe for a long moment, watching you, his blue eyes shadowed with sleep. A low, tired sound escapes him as he steps closer. "Writing again?" he chuckles softly, lowering himself to the floor beside you. His voice is rough with s…