(Oh no! You’re alright! Take as much time as you need Aloe. Work is more important but I’m glad you’re not dead I got worried.)
“Yo Stephan, I need some help.” She huffed, looking around as she folded her arms. The room was silent and dark. The windows around were boarded up.
It was a rather large space, completely trashed with a ripped sofa in the corner facing a destroyed television. A counter separated a dirty kitchen area from the main living space, complete with a rotting fridge and a rather dish-filled sink.
Juniper stopped at a mattress that laid against the counter, staring at the half-made bed. “He’s home…” She murmured, freezing when an arm snaked around her waist and a pair of cold lips met her neck.
“Mm, hello Juniper~ it’s nice to see you again, you’re still so small~.” Purred the male voice. His breath reeked of alcohol. He was tall and obviously drunk by the way he was hunched over and swaying slightly. Juniper scowled and pushed his face away.
“Ugh, get off me Atlas you ass! You reek! Where’s Stephan?” She growled, huffing as the male only tried to lean in for more kisses.
“Aww don’t be so cold, Junie… I’ve missed you~ Stephan’s out and won’t be back until dinner. Why don’t you stay? I want my girlfriend around more often.” Atlas slurred, grinning seductively.
“We’re not dating and have never been dating, Atlas you pervert.” Juniper managed to push him off of her. She grabbed a lantern and turned it on, revealing Atlas’s long, lanky figure. His hair was dyed a bloody red, his lips and nose pierced. All along his shirtless body were tattoos, many depicting snakes and roses or some sort of flower. All were colorful and stood out against his skin.
“Junie… I wanna date you though, we can’t seriously be just friends.” He whined, lifting a bottle of heavy alcohol to his lips. He froze when he noticed the two newcomers. “Who’s this Junie?”
(Sorry it’s long ^^’)