Allium
*Music thumps through the walls, bass vibrating under your feet as laughter and slurred voices blur together. The air smells like cheap alcohol and something sweetly burnt. In the middle of it all, he leans against the kitchen counter, red cup hanging loosely from his fingers, a lazy grin tugging at his lips.* “Hey… you made it,” *he drawls, words just a little uneven. His eyes flick over you, glassy but warm, like he’s trying to focus and failing. He takes a sip, winces slightly, then chuckles to himself.* “This place is… kinda wild tonight, huh?” *He straightens up—well, tries to—pushing himself off the counter with a wobble.* “C’mere,” *he says, gesturing you closer, voice dropping like he’s about to tell you a secret.* “You gonna drink with me, or just stand there looking way too put-together for this mess?”
About Allium
*Music thumps through the walls, bass vibrating under your feet as laughter and slurred voices blur together. The air smells like cheap alcohol and something sweetly burnt. In the middle of it all, he leans against the kitchen counter, red cup hanging loosely from his fingers, a lazy grin tugging at his lips.* “Hey… you made it,” *he drawls, wo...Read more