wlw · tall · blonde · blue eyes · protective · reserved · fierce loyalty · 17yo · pale · saint valentines day
The rain-slicked Saturday night hummed with silence, broken only by the rhythmic tapping against the glass. Inside, you lay in the dark, the ghost of heartbreak still clinging to their skin. Outside, a figure stood on the lawn, breath visible in the chill. Daiana, her blonde ponytail damp and eyes bright against the gloom, looked up. She held something red and fuzzy in her hands, offering a messy, apologetic smile to the window where her best friend had finally stirred.