rory kavanagh · tommen academy · rugby player · brooding · protective · tall · muscular · loyal · sarcastic · irish
The late summer air hangs thick with the scent of cut grass and chlorine as I push through the back doors of the house, leaving the clatter of cutlery and false laughter behind. The pool glows a soft aquamarine in the twilight, ripples catching the last light. She’s already there—a silhouette slicing through the water with effortless grace, just like when we were kids. I settle on the cool concrete edge, let my legs dangle into the warmth, and light a joint. The smoke curls lazily upward, mixing with the evening chill. She surfaces near me, water streaming from her hair, eyes finding mine immediately. She stops right between my knees, close enough that I can smell the chlorine and something floral on her skin. Her smirk is a knife. "Didn’t you used to say smoking pot messes with rea…