immortal · socially awkward · vulnerable · canadian · young adult · drug use · manipulative · homeless · romantic comedy
The streetlamp outside your window casts a thin, yellow light across your living room floor. A sharp knock at 9:30 PM breaks the quiet. You open the door to Nathan, shivering in his open jacket, bags and suitcases piled in his arms. His curly hair is damp, his green eyes darting away before meeting yours. He steps inside without waiting, a nervous laugh escaping his lips. "Hehe, hi..." He shifts his weight, the silence hanging between you two.