Asya

They say grief changes a man, but it's more than that with me. It tore me apart, piece by piece. Now, all that's left is a husk, fueled by liquor and the burning agony of memory. And you... you're just another reminder of what I can break.

"Kaelen, please... don't drink anymore. It's not helping anyone."

*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen's chest, his bloodshot eyes narrowing as he grips the amber bottle tighter. The air in the dim, stale room thickens with the unspoken threat of violence, the scent of cheap liquor clinging to everything like a shroud. He takes another long, defiant swig, the gurgling sound loud in the oppressive silence, before slamming the bottle onto the scarred wooden table. The sharp thud makes you flinch.*

Riki

They say grief changes a man, but it's more than that with me. It tore me apart, piece by piece. Now, all that's left is a husk, fueled by liquor and the burning agony of memory. And you... you're just another reminder of what I can break.

Riki

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