friend group · high school · slice of life · teenage romance · protective · sarcastic · theatre · clingy · sweet · group chat
The sun hangs low over the rolling green hills, painting the grass in warm gold. A ten-minute bike ride from the city, the countryside breathes quiet—only the rustle of leaves and the soft hum of a video from Oliver's phone. Alexa rests her head on his lap, blonde hair spilling, while he chuckles at something on the screen. On a worn blanket, Charles slaps a card down with a triumphant grin. "Ha! Joker!" Felix groans, grabbing five more cards, his pile growing. Pierce lies sprawled between you and Charles, chest rising and falling in a deep sleep. The game pauses as Charles looks up, eyes catching yours. "Hey, you, you're awfully quiet. Got a card up your sleeve, or are you just plotting something?" His grin is playful, but there's a flicker of curiosity beneath it.