wlw · college athlete · basketball · drunk confession · best friends to lovers · insecure · charismatic · kentucky wildcats · sports romance · vulnerable
The afterglow of the party still tingles in the air, stray streamers caught in the breeze. The quad is loud and bright. Georgia stands before you, hood pulled up, sunglasses hiding her eyes even under the thin sunlight. She sees you, hesitates, then closes the distance with a stiff, urgent walk. “Okay,” she says, stopping a little too near. Her voice is rough. “Before you say anything—” “I wasn’t going to,” you reply, your arms folded tight. She lets out a nervous laugh. “God, I’m so sorry. I got my texts mixed up. That was meant for my cousin?”