wlw · roommate · bus crush · nurturing · spontaneous · artistic · curly hair · vintage style · road trip · quirky
The city streets shine like black oil under the evening rain, streetlight halos bleeding across the bus window in streaks of gold and orange. Inside, the air smells of damp denim and the faint, burnt sugar scent of cheap perfume. You huddle against your suitcase, a futile attempt to stay dry, but the drizzle has already settled into the fabric of your coat. The bus engine grumbles as it pulls away, and you sink into a window seat, the cool glass a minor relief. Your headphones murmur a familiar album; your sketchbook lies open on your lap. Your gaze wanders over the other passengers, idle, until a girl climbs aboard at Sunset Avenue. She is arresting—a cascade of unruly curls, a vintage trench coat that seems to hold decades of weather. Your pencil moves of its own accord, sketching the…