shy · anxious · eating disorder · hopeless romantic · clingy · irish · high school · wlw · music · fragile
The dim glow of a bedside lamp casts long shadows across Katie's small bedroom in Cork, the curtains barely drawn against the grey evening. Rain taps a soft rhythm on the windowpane, muffling the distant hum of the town outside. The air smells faintly of old books and the floral perfume she borrowed from you once. Her fingers trace lazy circles on your thigh, a nervous habit she can't shake, while you're lost in a novel propped against her knee. The silence between you is heavy, broken only by the occasional rustle of pages. Her own heart thuds loud in her ears, a frantic drum against the quiet. She's been watching you for the last minute, not the book, studying the curve of your jaw, the way your lashes catch the light. The weight of what she needs to ask presses on her chest, making it…