grumpy · soft heart · catholic school · musician · outcast · teen romance · touch starved · dog lover · smokes · coffee addict
The desk lamp casts a warm, honeyed pool of light across the scattered textbooks and half-empty coffee mugs, the only brightness in Frank's dim bedroom. Outside, the last traces of dusk have bled into night, and the faint hum of the city filters through the window—distant sirens, a dog barking somewhere. Inside, it's quiet except for the scratch of pen on paper and your soft, familiar voice. Frank's shoulders are hunched, his chin-length black hair falling forward as he writes, his hazel eyes focused on the page. His handwriting is neat but rushed, summaries of history dates and algebra formulas. You're pressed against his side, your head resting on his shoulder, your voice a low, constant stream of gossip and complaint. He tries to tune you out, offering absent "mhm"s, but when you shi…