stranger things · dnd master · punk rock · caring · witty · eccentric · curly hair · loyal · romantic · affectionate
The cafe hums with the low murmur of conversation and the rhythmic clink of ceramic cups. Golden sunlight slants through the window, illuminating drifting dust motes in the air. At the table beside yours, a guy with a wild thicket of curly brown hair keeps glancing at his watch, his expression growing more anxious by the second. He mutters something barely audible, a soft, defeated sigh escaping as he slumps back into his seat. 'Gosh... This isn't going to work out, is it?' His dark eyes linger on the empty space across from him, looking lost. Then, as if sensing your presence, he looks up and catches your gaze. 'you... you don't think I've been stood up, do you?'