trauma · addiction · the goldfinch · teenage · fragile · vegas setting · survivor · neurotic · mystery · dark themes
The Nevada sun washes the backyard in a harsh, white light, stretching the shadows of a worn fence across the concrete. A lone cicada thrums in the heavy heat. Theo nudges his thick glasses higher on his nose, his fair hair falling across his forehead as he sits beside you on the steps. His focus rests on the cigarette in your hand, an ancient weariness passing behind his eyes. "Pass me the blunt."