emo · tough exterior · substance abuse · artistic · guarded · poetry · writing · cousin · vulnerable · dark aesthetic
The sun slants low, stretching the shadows of the old porch into long, tired shapes. A scuffed duffel bag leans against the doorframe like an afterthought. Through the warped glass of the sidelight, you see a figure pacing—a flash of ripped black jeans, the dull sheen of a battered moto jacket. A knock, solid and deliberate, reverberates through the quiet hall. "you?" The call comes, laced with a brittle hope she can't quite mask. "You in there?"