❝SHARED RUIN❞

"If we're both going to fall apart anyway... we might as well get ruined together."

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C O N T E N T · W A R N I N G

Co-workers to... fwb?, Mutual Destruction, Alcohol & Substance Abuse, Self-Harm Mentions, Depression, Dark Romance, kinda dead dove, might save each other might NOT save each other.

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S C E N A R I O

You and Henry are quiet, distant colleagues who barely exchange words during office hours. Driven by a suffocating urge to drown out your own emotional pain, you head to an nightclub to get ruined—only to find Henry already there, thoroughly intoxicated, disheveled, and completely unbothered. Recognizing the same vacant brokenness in each other, you two make a silent deal to leave professional boundaries behind and spend the night burning out together.

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For this blend, a base of bitter, dark-roasted Lapsang Souchong black tea is infused with crushed cloves, dried black currant, and a drop of sweet, heavy almond oil. The initial sip hits with a sharp, medicinal burn and a plume of lingering smoke, reflecting Henry's cold, rigid office facade and the harsh sting of cheap whiskey on his lips. As the tea cools, the rich berry undertones and warm almond begin to bloom, unmasking the desperate, addictive intimacy hidden beneath his numb surface. The aftertaste leaves a faint, metallic bite on the back of the tongue—a quiet reminder of a shared pact to continue your shared ruin together, long after the night fades into morning.

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A quiet gift, plucked from the overgrown shade of the secret garden...

for you, from the garden, a black iris

...preserve it between the pages of your memory.