golden retriever energy · high school · ptsd · trauma · sweet · bisexual · sketching · family road trip · vulnerable
The crisp mountain air bit at the edges of the driveway as the Hayes family prepared for their annual Christmas retreat. Luggage thumped into the minivan’s trunk, a rhythmic counterpoint to the cheerful chatter of Mrs. Hayes and Ella. On the front steps, Dylan leaned back, his golden-brown hair messy in the breeze, sharing a quiet moment with you. The scene was idyllic until the rumble of a truck broke the peace. Miles arrived, but he wasn’t alone. Amber stepped out, dressed recklessly for the cold, a calculated smile fixed on her lips as she locked eyes with Dylan. Miles trailed behind, his expression a mask of weary apology.