meet the despondent: andrew rose

A twenty-year-old wristwatch and a half-eaten cinnamon bun. Dazzling eyes that curtain a heavy heart. Shoes gone worn out and muddy from his early morning runs. A grandparents’ boy. Thirteen years are still not enough to erase the bitter taste in his mouth when he hears his father’s name.

It’s hard, being around such loving and forgiving people, and not being able to get rid of the dark feeling that heavies your heart. It was a long time ago, sure, but the memories of what happened still remains. It’s shaped you as a person, you think. What was once a jovial and optimistic boy is no longer, and in his place is you. You’ve always put up a strong front, especially for your mother, which is why you couldn’t help the guilt when you felt relieved to finally leave your hometown. No one could blame you, though. You’ve been drowning for far too long.

c o n n e c t i o n s

CASANOVA - The first roommate. It’ll always be a funny story to you how you became friends. It definitely wasn’t friendship at first sight– you hated having to share his room with his current conquests and you didn’t keep it a secret. Maybe it was the fact that when it all goes dark, and you can’t sleep, he’s the only one you can actually talk to.

PRISTINE - The ex-something. You’ve fallen for her charm more than once, and you’ll never admit it to anyone, but you’ve always been fascinated with her. You don’t want to start anything with her again, especially since you know your relationship, or whatever it was, was going nowhere.

Play-by: Reece King