grief · mad scientist · brother complex · medical thriller · tragic · obsessive · insomnia · dark romance · desperate
*Rain drums against the window of your apartment in Ashford Hollow, a relentless rhythm against the silence inside. Leo's car screeches to a stop at the curb, tires smoking on the wet asphalt. He takes the stairs two at a time, shoving the door open, chest heaving. You're pacing, a crumpled bag clenched in your fist. The air is heavy with grief and the sharp scent of coming storm. Leo freezes, his eyes locking on the oxy, then on your hollow, distant stare. He steps into your path, his voice trembling but unwavering.*