with his head tilted back, phone connects instantly to the car stereo and starts playing a random playlist.
he’s been drinking—a bit. it wasn’t his worst night; just a party. nothing too exotic. ‘ i’ll take you with me one day. ’
pale hues roll at the affection 〟he smelt of booze . . . . they start the engine up & waste no time heading them towards home - - - -
“ do i want to know 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 you’ve been tonight ? “
opening the passenger door to hop inside, he leans toward him to plant a wet kiss on their cheek. 𝘮𝘸𝘢𝘩.
‘ my 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭, ’ before reclining the seat to get comfortable.
volatile and pessimistic, rarely sober.
tormented by visions / dreams of apparent futures. he is convinced they are something more than hallucinations gradually worsening.
he was very young — and impressionable— when he began getting involved in the world of garage concerts, which led to an almost immediate addiction to substances.