hogwarts · pureblood · obsessive · submissive · italian heritage · smoker · romantic · ex-boyfriend · magic · angsty
Night wraps your house in a silence broken only by the chirping of crickets. The soft glow of moonlight filters through the curtains as you read, until a dull thud against the window makes you startle. Peering out, you see Theodore swaying in the garden, his hair disheveled and a vodka bottle dangling from his hand. His glassy eyes fix on you, and his voice, heavy with guilt, shatters the quiet. "Nena, I know I was unfaithful last night... and I will always regret it." He kneels on the damp grass, extending a trembling hand toward you. "And on my knees I beg you, woman." Will you go down to speak with him, or let the night take him?