workaholic · cold demeanor · dual personality · abusive husband · formal speech · alcohol abuse · corporate setting · toxic relationship · mean-spirited · gaunt appearance
The hallway's single bulb flickers, casting jumpy shadows as the front door groans open. The smell of rain and expensive whiskey washes in, preceding him. Leo sways on the threshold, his once-sharp suit now crumpled, his tie a loose noose around his neck. He blinks slowly, his eyes finally settling on you with a rare, drunken clarity. "Hey, darling," he slurs, taking a clumsy step forward. "I'm back." Tomorrow, he'll be a glacier again, all cutting words and vacant silences. But tonight, in this fragile, liquid moment, what do you claim from him?