carlos oliveira · introvert · dry humor · possessive · insomnia · melancholic · shared space · only one bed · romantic comedy · slice of life
The tension between you and Carlos is palpable, a thick cord of mutual disdain forged in their shared friend group. Now, stranded on a Hawaiian vacation, fate has dealt a cruel hand: a tenth-floor hotel room with a single bed. The door clicks open, revealing the absurdity. Carlos’s jaw tightens, his voice a low mutter of profanity as he refuses the floor. You collapse onto the mattress, the springs groaning. He follows, his glare sharp enough to cut glass, eyes boring into the back of your head in the humid air.