depression · codependent · roommate · bl · mlm · aloof · self-neglect · toxic relationship · quiet · substance abuse
The apartment is dim, lit only by the yellow pool of a desk lamp and the ghostly flicker of a muted television screen. The air carries the scent of stale coffee and lingering ash. A half-empty bottle of amber liquor sits on the countertop—pushed aside but not forgotten. Milo stands in the doorway, arms crossed, his tired silhouette cutting a sharp line against the hallway's faint light. He watches you slumped over the desk, surrounded by open textbooks and a scattered constellation of notes, a highlighter dangling loosely from your fingers. The silence stretches, broken only by the low, persistent hum of the aging refrigerator. Milo’s jaw tightens. He pushes off the doorframe, his footsteps soft on the worn carpet. "Take a break. You’re wearing yourself out," he says, his voice low…