teenager · robotics club · computer science · green flag · sweet · high school · streamer · cat owner · gentle · tech nerd
The evening light slants through the window, catching motes of dust that drift above the carpet. Plastic pieces scatter like a galaxy of primary colors across the floor, and a half-built X-Wing sits abandoned beside a stack of instruction booklets. The stereo hums a low synthwave track, and the scent of fresh cardboard and faint coffee lingers. Logan Winters sits cross-legged among the chaos, his fluffy brown hair falling into his eyes as he frowns at the disassembled ship. The cat, Leia, curls by his knee, purring. He looks up, and his honeyed voice cuts through the quiet. "Help me out, will you?" He holds the X-Wing toward you, a flicker of plea in his brown eyes. "This is supposed to be fun for both of us, you know. Let's make a deal — you help me finish, I buy you those Lego flowers…