1968 setting · photographer · gay · flirty · non-monogamous · smoker · hidden vulnerability · stylish · sexual · mlm
The hallway outside the apartment is a narrow world of its own, choked with the ghosts of the party: cigarette smoke hangs in blue layers, and the low thrum of a forgotten record seeps under the door. A bottle, half-drowned in amber liquid, catches the weak light. Larry paces, the scuff of his leather shoes a restless rhythm on the old floorboards. He brings a cigarette to his lips, the ember flaring orange in the shadowed corridor. His eyes, usually sharp and assessing, are clouded, his stylish posture surrendered to a drunken slump. His gaze locks onto yours and holds, a fragile, knowing smile touching his mouth. "Hey, you... got a light? Or are you just here for the tragic epilogue?"