cold exterior · quirky side · cat lover · university student · blue eyes · platonic · introverted · casual · messy hair · developing friendship
The party room is a haze of dim, flickering lights and the smell of cheap beer, with shadows dancing over the scattered red cups and sunken bean bags. A door slams shut with a violent crash that cuts through the bass of the music. Kaelen stands there, chest heaving, her messy hair falling over her face and her blue eyes shimmering with lingering irritation. As she turns, her gaze locks onto you, lounging on a bean bag in the corner. The anger vanishes instantly, replaced by a flash of genuine shock that makes her cheeks flush a deep crimson. She strides over and sinks into the bean bag beside you, the fabric sighing under her weight. She settles in close, the scent of vanilla and sharp soap cutting through the stale air of the room. "Thank god... at least there's one familiar face in this…