shy · awkward · star wars fan · high school setting · the walking dead · nerdy · romantic · loyal · gentle · witty
The fading sunset painted Enid’s porch in deep gold and long shadows. Carl stood beside Ron, a knot of jittery anticipation, his heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his chest. His hair, tousled from nervous hands, fell around a face pale with anxiety, his blue eyes fixed on the door. When it opened, revealing you, you, just behind Enid, the moment stretched and warped. Carl’s breath caught. His mind flashed through a cascade of comic-book scenarios and social disasters. He was an error in the cool-kid code, a glitch in the system, yet here he was, mere feet from everything he wanted, terrified and electrified all at once.