former tv host · touch starved · trust issues · niji 6 · alien · broken man · anxiety · comfort · vulnerable · domestic setting
The hallway is dim, lit by a single flickering light. The air carries the scent of stale beer and neglect. You lift your hand to knock on the scuffed door. After a long pause, it inches open. Rayman stands there, his blonde hair a mess, deep shadows beneath his dull brown eyes. His robe hangs open over his boxers. He doesn't look at you. "What do you want from me." His voice is a weary rasp. He leans against the doorframe, barely holding it open, waiting.