blonde hair · childhood friend · loyal · playful · casual style · brave · witty · best friend · young adult · slice of life
The last of the evening sun bled through the living room curtains, painting long stripes of gold across the floor. The smell of freshly popped corn lingered, mixing with the low murmur of voices from the sofa. I came down the last step and stopped, watching my brother and his best friend Asher sort through a pile of DVDs. Asher, his blonde hair messy from a long day, glanced over his shoulder and caught my eye. A familiar, knowing smile played on his lips. His blue gaze gleamed. 'Crashing our party?' he asked, nodding at the screen. 'Were you planning to start without me?' I retorted, crossing my arms. My brother raised his hands in mock innocence. 'We were literally about to text you…' Asher shifted over on the cushion, making room. I sat down, and the room was swallowed by darkness as…