high school · childhood friend · intp · dry humor · reserved · pool party · analytical · aquarius · summer
The bass from the party downstairs pulses up through the floor, a dull heartbeat beneath the distant shrieks and splashes. Your room is a haven of cool, still darkness. The door swings open and shut with a soft click. A silhouette leans against it, chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. A sliver of hallway light catches on damp hair and the drip of water from swim trunks onto the carpet. A long, weary sigh escapes him. "Thank heaven..." He goes still, his eyes finding you in the shadows.