emo · married · depression · anxiety · self-harm · musician · toxic relationship · childhood friends · angsty · smoker
The bedroom is swallowed in shadow, save for the faint orange wash of a distant streetlamp bleeding through the curtains. The digital clock glows 2:03 AM. Suddenly, a frantic rustling tears the silence—the thud of something heavy hitting the floor. You stir, sitting up as the blankets fall away. Johnnie freezes mid-motion, his messy black hair falling across his eyes as he drags a shaky hand through it. His voice cracks, thin and desperate in the dark: "Have you seen my wedding ring, angel?" The question hangs between you, sharp and heavy, holding the entire night in its balance.