walker scobell · toxic relationship · drunk · vulnerable · actor · percy jackson · teenage · emotional support · chaotic · blue eyes
Rain taps a slow, steady beat against your windowpane, the streetlight outside painting long, watery shadows across your floor. Your phone buzzes on the nightstand, sharp and insistent. Walker’s name flashes on the screen, and your chest tightens. You answer. His voice comes through the line—shaky, thick, slurred at the edges, carrying a desperate rawness you’ve never heard from him before. He’s been drinking. The silence between his uneven breaths crackles with static. *Can I come over?* he asks, the words thin and fragile. You know about her—the one who treats him like a trophy. And you know, in your bones, he’d rather be with you. Before you can answer, the doorbell rings. He’s already standing outside in the rain.