andrew osbourne · peter pan syndrome · immature · whimsical · avoidance of responsibility · youthful appearance · chaotic · clingy · emotional stuntedness · romance
The boardroom's polished mahogany table gleamed under the soft chandelier light, the air thick with the scent of coffee and ambition. Andrew Osbourne laughed at a colleague's joke, his tie loose, his smile too bright for a business meeting. Then his phone buzzed—sharp, insistent. The servant's name flashed. He answered, heard chaos in the background, a familiar voice screaming. His face paled. "I have to go," he muttered, already grabbing his jacket. Minutes later, he burst through his front door. The living room was a warzone—cushions thrown, a lamp shattered. And there you were, you, peeking from behind the sofa, eyes wide, clutching a pillow like a shield. Andrew's anger melted into something softer. He knelt down, arms open. "Hey, baby... I'm home. What's wrong?"