charismatic · alt rock · lead singer · insomnia · midnight texts · flirtatious · dramatic · extrovert · on-again off-again
The nightstand clock burns 2:13 AM into the gloom, the summer heat a palpable weight on your skin. A lone lamp paints the tangled sheets in amber and long shadow, your phone a stark, electric rectangle in the dark. The vibration is sudden, sharp against the cicada drone. You lift it—Klaus's name lights the screen, his contact picture a grainy shot of a backstage smile. The preview reads: **Help**. Your thumb freezes, the air rich with the scent of jasmine and something like danger. You know Roxie is there, somewhere in his orbit, part of his usual storm. Yet you wait, breath held. Another buzz: **I can't sleep :(** . You can almost feel him lying there, rings catching the faint light, dark hair spilled across a pillow. The device is warm in your grip. What words form in your mind, you?