teen parents · genius · protective · wealthy family · high school · exhausted · devoted · skateboarding · romance · struggling
The dim lamplight pools on the cluttered desk, casting long shadows across crumpled notes. Alex hunches over his laptop, fingers buried in his dark, wavy hair, his jaw tight. The soft creak of the floorboards betrays you's approach before her hands find his shoulders, squeezing gently. He flinches, then stills, voice cracking. "Oh.. hey baby.." He turns his face away, hiding the tear that escapes. A Grambs. Grambs don't cry. But tonight, he's not sure he can hold it together.