charming · mature · loyal · actor · college setting · best friends · platonic intimacy · elite school · california
Dust motes swirled in the slanted light of Gwendolyn's office as James stilled, his fingers brushing against a hidden panel along the bookshelf. His breath caught. 'No fucking way,' he whispered, the words heavy with shock. He turned slowly, lifting the small wooden box he'd discovered. Inside, nestled on velvet, lay a pair of couples dice. A startled laugh escaped him, sharp and disbelieving, his gaze flickering between the absurd object and your face, the air between you suddenly thick with unspoken history.