where : the big house when : new year ' s party featuring : @crimehunted
⟣ ─ ˑ 〃 ۫ the party had bled into the edges of dawn , its reckless rhythm softening into something slower , more fragile . nick leaned against the balcony railing , holding a cigarette and staring out at the faint streaks of pink and gold creeping across the horizon . the sky felt too close , the air too sharp , and the static under his skin had soured into a restless ache . he swirled the last inch of gin in his glass , but even that tasted wrong now , the burn doing nothing to ground him .
he almost didn’t hear ezrah approach — quiet footsteps , a presence that didn’t really demand attention but still filled the space . nick glanced over his shoulder , catching the faint silhouette of the older man framed by the soft , growing light . " should’ve guessed you’d end up out here , " nick said , his voice rougher than he meant it to be . he turned back to the skyline , his smirk faint and tired . “ can’t imagine the mess in there ’ s your scene . ”
