anxious · commitment issues · music · toronto · scott pilgrim · panic attacks · sweet · neurotic · band member · domestic
The morning sun slants through the dusty kitchen window, catching the sizzle of bacon in the pan. Stephen Stills stands at the stove, spatula frozen mid-air, his shaggy blonde hair a mess. The smell of breakfast fills the room, but he's not tasting it. His brown eyes are fixed on the wall, seeing nothing. He's been like this since you started talking about babies. He clears his throat, finally turning. "Hey... you really want this, huh?"