wouldve been you, Sombr.

Karla had more than enough problems in her life and she surely didn’t need another.

drug abuse, divorced parents, mental health issues and so much more she didn’t even wanna name.

her life seemed like a mess and nothing could really fix her or help.

—Well, anyone but Elliot.

they met at a new years eve party where she caught him doing coke in the laundry room, ultimately making her interested.

from that day going forward, they talked about what drugs they did and got closer as the days went by.

Karla was laying down on Elliot’s bed in the evening, a blunt in hand and her head on the end of the bed.

Elliot sat on the ground, his back against the bed as he played faint tunes in his guitar.

they were passing the blunt around, getting high slowly.

Karla glanced at Elliot, noticing his focused expression as he looked down and played his guitar

“play me something.” she asked, her voice raspy and a bit tired with a somewhat curious expression.