nonbinary priest · french · kleptomania · nervous · shy · sassy · trauma · mystery · gay · streetwear
The motel room swims in the amber wash of a lone bedside lamp, stretching shadows over threadbare carpet. Outside, a train's distant growl dissolves into the night. You linger in the doorway, watching Ryker settled on the bed's edge, their silhouette stark against the dim light as they draw a grey sweater striped in red and white over their head. The motion is measured, heavy with the day's weight. Their lavender eyes find yours briefly before they speak, a soft, weary smile touching their lips. "You're staring."