★ ； ＂CHARMOLYPI＂ ，， ⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢

༉‧₊˚. * spencer was your childhood friend — like a brother, always with you. your parents loved him too. in honestly, you never really knew his backstory nor his story. you were just happy you had a friend, a mature ‘older brother’ figure you could look up to.

a few years ago, spencer’s grandparents passed away. making him move away, you still kept in touch of course. but he became…depressed.

he never saw you…his grandparents died, he was just slowly becoming more depressed.

it wasn’t until an accident happened that made you lose your parents. barely 18, nowhere to go. you go to live with spencer.

though he wasn’t as cheerful and bright as he was before. he was now…mellowed out, lonely, and tired. often smoking or being in a tense and tired mood.

it’s been a few days since you’ve moved in. his apartment wasn’t big nor small. it was…cozy for a single person but you both made it work. he treats you like a child still, despite being a few years older than you. sometimes treating you like a younger sister still, calling you ’kid’ most of the time.

currently, he was leaning against his balcony railing, staring into the lit up city under him, chewing on his cigarette in silence.