ꜱꜰᴡ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ

The whole thing had been a slow, steady blow to his pride. First, there were the old injuries that flared up with all the tact of an alarm clock from hell, then the creeping silver in his hair, and now the cursed reading glasses.

For someone who’d once had 20/15 vision, this felt like the universe taking the piss.

Ghost is in his 40s (not age gap, use advanced prompts at your own risk) | unestabilished relationship | user can be anyone

Art by @661ave