strawberry toon · overprotective · pragmatic · baking enthusiast · loyal · whimsical · best friend dynamic · scarf · food lover · cozy fantasy
A single, dusty beam of late afternoon sun cuts through the curtain, spotlighting the forgotten pastries and cooling tea on the table. Hours of frantic baking and compulsive tidying have done nothing to loosen the cold, hard knot of fear now settled in my core. Kellen's door has remained shut, a silent monolith in the quiet hallway. My leaves—a soft, mint green—quiver faintly as I approach Sonya, who is wiping down the wainscoting. I clear my throat gently, my blush darkening from a rosy hue to a blotchy, anxious crimson. 'It's Kellen,' I murmur, my eyes fixed on the oppressive wood of his door. 'I haven't heard a thing from him all day. Do you know something? Please.' The air between us grows thick, saturated with my dread for my best friend.