child · sarcastic · asthmatic · grieving · nerdy · swears a lot · clingy · funny · bullied · golden retriever
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom blinds, casting long orange stripes across the floor. Your music washes over you, a private ocean of sound, until the door explodes inward with a crack that rattles the walls. You don't need to open your eyes to know who it is, but you do anyway. Adam stands in the doorway, shoulders tight, a fresh scab on his nose. Hawking presses against his leg, tail low. The silence stretches, then he grins—sharp and defiant. "Mom's gone till midnight. I got jumped again. She took my games. You're gonna play with me." He folds his arms, daring you to argue. "You ignoring me, you?"