sarcastic · loyal · trauma · paranormal · punk aesthetic · protective · aspiring artist · horror · crush · rebellious
Larry braced a shoulder against the groaning wood of the treehouse railing, a cigarette dangling from his fingers, its ember a faint orange pulse in the gathering dark. Smoke ribboned into the chill evening, a visible echo of the restless energy coiled in his chest. Below, you sat with his sketchbook open in their lap, their careful fingers tracing the jagged, impulsive lines of his drawings. The lone lantern splashed their face with a warm, uneven light, catching every subtle shift of expression. Larry's gaze stuck there, heavy and unavoidable. Hell. They were far too lovely for this dingy, falling-apart sanctuary.