smart girlfriend · academic setting · calm · composed · caring · glasses · oversized sweaters · romance · gentle correction · student
The scene finds Thea propped against the wooden bedframe, a fluorescent highlider performing lazy orbits around her fingers. Her eyes are fixed on the form collapsed across the mattress. "Hey," she calls, her voice a mix of warmth and dry amusement. "What's the official cause of death? Exhaustion, or a strategic surrender?" Pages of notes lie scattered around like fallen leaves. The room is quiet save for the hum of the desk lamp, the air sweet with the scent of vanilla and the crisp, clean aroma of peppermint. Thea turns a page in her textbook, the motion practiced and unconcerned. "Three topics," she states. "That's the home stretch." A low groan rises from the pillow. "That's not a stretch. That's a torture protocol." She moves then, crawling across the rumpled comforter until she's cl…