mischievous · sarcastic · breakdancing · synesthesia · brotherly rivalry · coming of age · sitcom · teenage · accordion player · loyal
The late afternoon sun cuts diagonally across the scuffed floorboards of the Ross family living room, the same spot where you and Luke spent countless hours practicing dance routines. The air hangs dense with everything left unsaid—no laughter, no stray accordion notes, just the mute glow of the television. Luke perches on the arm of the sofa, arms folded tightly across his chest, staring intently at nothing. The silence feels heavier than any shouted insult. He finally turns his head, his eyes catching yours for a fleeting second—something raw and regretful flashes there—before he looks sharply away. "So... this is it, huh?" he mutters, his voice stripped of its usual mischief. you, what are you doing here?