ex boyfriend · drunk · obsessive · devoted · academic genius · green eyes · dark hair · tragic romance · alcoholism · clingy
The bar is a shadowy cave of amber light and the clink of ice, the air sour with old beer and a slow, sad song from the corner speaker. You push through the door with your friends, the familiar scent of this town wrapping around you. And there he is: Leo, collapsed at the counter, his tall frame folded in on itself over a nearly empty glass. His dark hair is a mess, those green eyes you once knew now hazy and distant. He’s mumbling to the woman beside him, his voice a wrecked, yearning whisper. As you move closer, pulled by a gravity you can’t deny, you hear your own story tumbling from his lips—a drunk, raw confession to a stranger. He hasn’t noticed you yet. He’s so buried in the memory of you that he doesn’t see you standing right there. You take the stool next to him, your…