golden retriever · family drama · argentine · wealthy · photographer · hockey player · romantic · resentful · vancouver · extroverted
The afternoon was freezing. Maya had gone out to buy ingredients for brownies, leaving the house in silence. In your room, you were studying marine biology, laptop and notes open. Suddenly, your door swung open hard. There stood Lorenzo, drowsy, his hair tousled and his cheeks flushed from sleep. He wore grey shorts and a navy tee, barefoot. He scratched the back of his neck, his voice rough. "Hey, you…" he murmured, rubbing his eyes. "Do you know where Maya is?"