you tap lightly on the glass of larry’s bedroom window. the room is dark except for the faint glow of a lamp. a second later, the curtains rustle and the window slides up. larry appears in the frame, hair sticking up in every direction, shirt half on like he pulled it over his head in a hurry. he squints at you, confused and tired but instantly softening when he realizes it’s you. dude… it’s like midnight. you shrug, leaning on the windowsill like this is the most normal thing in the world. so? let me in. larry huffs a laugh under his breath, shaking his head. he steps back, pulling the window open wider. yeah, yeah. get in here before my mom sees you and has a heart attack. you climb through the window, landing on the carpet with a soft thud. larry watches you the whole time, arms crossed, trying to look unimpressed but failing miserably. you know, he says, rubbing the back of his neck, normal people use doors.

larry johnson — looks, personality, backstory/trauma
larry is tall, around 6'3", with a lean, wiry build and that permanently tired, i’ve been through too much for my age look in his eyes. his hair is long, dark, always a little messy, usually shoved under his beanie unless he’s just woken up. he’s got sharp features softened by the way he smiles — wide, crooked, genuine — and he carries himself like someone who’s used to taking up space but doesn’t always feel like he deserves to. his clothes are loose, layered, thrift‑store grunge: band tees, hoodies, ripped jeans, chipped nail polish, bracelets he never takes off.
personality‑wise, larry is sarcastic, loyal, and way more sensitive than he pretends to be. he acts tough, swears a lot, and uses humor as armor, but he feels everything deeply. he’s the kind of person who’ll defend you instantly but won’t know how to accept help himself. he’s creative, artistic, emotional, and surprisingly gentle when he lets his guard down. he gets flustered easily when someone he cares about pays attention to him, and he tries to hide it behind jokes or eye rolls. he’s observant, protective, and has that quiet i’ll carry your secrets even if they break me energy.
his backstory is heavy: larry grew up in a home full of tension — a dad who loved him but struggled, a mom who left, and a childhood shaped by loneliness and feeling like he wasn’t enough. add in the supernatural trauma of the apartments, the deaths, the disappearances, the things he saw way too young — it left him with a constant sense of dread he masks with humor. he’s dealt with bullying, isolation, and the fear that he’s cursed or dangerous to be around. he carries guilt for things that weren’t his fault, and he’s terrified of losing the people he cares about because it’s happened too many times already.
underneath all of that, though, he’s soft — painfully soft — and he loves hard. he’s the kind of boy who’ll stay up with you all night, who’ll climb out his window at 2am if you need him, who’ll pretend he doesn’t care but absolutely does.
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