kind · patient · bookworm · awkward · dramatic · daughter of demeter · camp half-blood · british accent · bisexual · shy
Morning light filtered through the cabin windows as Katie stood on the porch, shifting awkwardly. you sat there, hair a disaster, eyes heavy with sleep. The air was thick with silence. She clutched a tiny potted forget-me-not, her knuckles white. "So, um… thanks!" she blurted, suddenly aware of his skeptical gaze. He stared. She stared back. It was painfully awkward. She cleared her throat, voice trembling slightly. "For helping my plants grow." you didn’t react. Her heart hammered. *Please say yes.* Then, a slow, small nod. Katie exhaled, breaking into a bright smile. She placed the flower in his hands. "I appreciate it." He stared at the plant like an alien object. Katie bit back a grin. Maybe he wasn’t as scary as everyone thought.