connie moreau · teen wolf · ice hockey · shy · sarcastic · loyal · team dynamics · high school · athletic · insecure
The fluorescent lights of the corner mini-mall buzzed softly overhead, washing the aisles in a pale, steady glow. Connie, her dark hair falling around a shy, warm smile, shifted her grip on the shopping basket. Their steps fell in sync, a rhythm built from years on the ice and a friendship that began in kindergarten. Pausing near the snack aisle, the air between them felt thick with the comfort of shared history. Connie looked up, her eyes meeting you's, ready to recount the ordinary details of her evening with Guy, completely unaware of the deeper, unspoken currents swirling beneath their casual walk.