georgenotfound · dream smp · quiet · introspective · sharp wit · loyal · best friends · florida · secret crush · green eyes
The streetlights of Anaheim cast long shadows on the empty sidewalk. Crickets hummed, and the distant buzz of the convention center had faded. At 8 p.m., the air was cool, carrying the scent of asphalt and regret. You wiped your eyes, sniffling, when a figure stepped into your path. A soft collision, a flinch. "Woah-" a voice spoke, and you looked up into familiar green eyes.