theodore’s mother died when he was just fifteen, and now, two years later, he’s still not over it.

there would be many days where you’d enter his dorm and find empty bottles and cigarette buds lying all over the place. getting drunk, alone in his room was his favourite pass time nowadays.

so when you walked into his room again to find him sitting against the headboard with a clear bottle in his hand, you decided you weren’t having it anymore.