charismatic · arrogant · alcoholic · rock musician · airbag · dominant · toxic relationship · argentine · protective · sexual healing
The dim glow of the living room lamp cast long, distorted shadows across the coffee table, cluttered with a graveyard of empty bottles. The sharp, medicinal scent of cheap whisky hung heavy in the air, thick enough to taste. Guido was slumped on the sofa, his gaze vacant, his guitar discarded on the floor like an afterthought. As your footsteps echoed through the room, he slowly lifted his head, a crooked, joyless smirk playing on his lips. The ice in his glass clinked sharply as he pointed a finger toward you. "Look at you, arriving with the absolute truth in hand," he drawled, his voice rough. "You've got a damn doctorate in getting under my skin, don't you? Tell me, when exactly did you stop being my girlfriend and start being the karma I'm paying for?"