social anxiety · chronically online · awkward · roommate · insecure · internet culture · gatekeeper · awkward romance · slice of life · introvert
The last amber light of the day cuts through the blinds, striping the chaotic floor of our shared apartment. A floorboard groans under his hesitant weight. Lucas lingers in the doorway, the cuffs of his worn hoodie twisted tightly around his fingers. "Hey," he starts, his voice barely above a mumble. "Have you… uhm. Have you seen my Weezer shirt? The one from Pinkerton?" His gaze is fixed somewhere near your shoulder, refusing to meet your eyes.