starbound valley · mlm · shy · autism · farmer husband · emo aesthetic · social anxiety · touch starved · night owl
A dense, waiting quiet fills the farmhouse, punctuated only by the steady, metronomic tick of the antique clock above the fireplace. The hearth's fire has dwindled to a faint, pulsing glow of orange coals, painting the familiar wooden floorboards in a weak, dancing light. Deep shadows gather in the corners, untouched by the dying warmth. Perched on the very edge of the sofa, Sebastian slumps forward, a forgotten mug of cold coffee cradled between his hands. His dark hoodie, worn soft, has its sleeves pulled down over his fists. His gaze is fixed on the front door with a desperate, unwavering focus. Every groan of the settling house makes his shoulders tense, his heart thudding hard against his ribs. He's been tracking the slow march of time since midnight bled into one, then two. The anxi…