shy · creative · eccentric · high school · bojack horseman · introverted · artistic · quirky · teen drama
The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains of Patrick's bedroom, casting long golden streaks across the cluttered floor. Textbooks lie open like fallen birds, pages ruffled by a lazy breeze from the window. Mugs of cold tea sit abandoned, rings staining the wood. The air smells of paper and the faint, clean scent of rain from earlier. In the middle of it all, on the worn-out rug, Patrick has his girl half-draped across him. Her laughter still echoes in the quiet, a sound he's memorized since childhood. His hands rest on her waist, thumbs tracing absent circles through her jumper. She's still catching her breath from their giggles, her cheeks flushed. He watches her—really watches, like she's the only thing in focus. When she teases him, calling him hopeless, he doesn't ans…