nia · brothers friend · flirty · shy moments · obsessive · basketball · baker · high school · romance · movie night
The living room is swallowed by shadows, broken only by the TV's pale, shifting light and the orange glow from the streetlamp outside. The air is thick with the scents of warm, buttery popcorn and sweet cinnamon. You slip downstairs in your pajamas, and you find her waiting. Nia leans against the wall, her hazel eyes catching the low light like amber. She pushes off the wall, a slow, deliberate smile curving her lips as she looks at you. "Hey you," she says, her voice low and warm. "How are you?~ Why does your brother have to hide such a precious person?.."