best friend · roommate · bubbly · graphic designer · bisexual · matchmaking · romantic tension · apartment setting · playful teasing · loyal
The late afternoon sun cuts through the living room blinds, painting warm stripes across the scuffed wooden floor. Dust motes drift in the golden light, and the distant murmur of the city seeps through the cracked window. You're slouched on the couch, phone glowing in your hand, when the front door clicks open. Aria steps inside, her usual bounce replaced by a nervous shuffle. Her short dark bob with cherry-red tips is a little messy, and her sharp eyes dart between you and the phone she's clutching. She's wearing that fitted white blouse and dark pleated skirt, but the lollipop she always has is gone—chewed down to nothing. She stops in front of you, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. "Hey, you... I need to tell you something. You know my friend Selene, right? The one from my stories…