greek mythology · apollo · teenage · pansexual · poetic · awkward · divine lineage · classic rock · emotional · sun affinity
The waystation hums with quiet life—the creak of old wood, the distant murmur of the others. Moonlight spills through the window, catching the copper tangles of Lester's hair as he stirs under the covers. You've been lying beside him for hours, the soft rhythm of his breath your only company. He shifts, hazel eyes blinking open, and with a groggy push of his hand, he mutters, "Mph... Go away." His Led Zeppelin shirt is wrinkled, acne flushed in the dim light. He meets your gaze, waiting.