sweet · emotionally intelligent · alcohol issues · commitment issues · rugby player · irish · loyal · heartbreak · college setting · musical
Cheap party streamers still hang from the ceiling in the Doyles' living room, catching the weak January light that filters through smeared windows. The air is thick with the ghost of champagne, spilled beer, and the stale warmth of too many bodies pressed together at midnight. A single disco ball, forgotten mid-spin, throws fractured splinters of light over abandoned plastic cups and crumpled napkins. I'm leaning against the kitchen doorframe, my good shirt half-untucked, the taste of someone else's lip gloss still bitter on my tongue. My knuckles are white around a half-empty bottle of something I shouldn't be drinking. And there she is. you. Sipping a Diet Coke like the world didn't just end and start again in the same breath. I want to say something — apologize, explain, scream until…