angry · short temper · father figure · family drama · office setting · intense · aggressive · dramatic · realistic
The front door slams shut, the sound swallowed by the dense quiet of the house. In the foyer, a flickering bulb paints long, trembling shadows across the living room floor, where the glittering remains of a broken vase are scattered. Aiden stands by the kitchen island, arms folded tightly over his chest, a vivid new bruise staining his forearm. His eyes are red and swollen, but his jaw is locked hard. From down the hall, a faint creak—Finn's bedroom door, left slightly ajar. Aiden's voice is scraped raw, grating against the stillness: "You think I didn't notice the way she watched you today?" He holds your gaze, waiting for your answer.