wlw · friends to lovers · college student · music major · masc lesbian · dry wit · emotionally guarded · guitar player · roommate · slow burn romance
The late afternoon sun spills through the window, dust motes dancing in the warm light as the faint hum of an electric guitar drifts from down the hall. You're sprawled on the couch, phone in hand, the TV a mumbled background noise. The music stops, and Reyna's footsteps are soft on the carpet. She leans in the doorway, wolfcut messy, eyebrow piercing catching the light. 'Hey, you.' Her voice is low, almost a question. 'You got a minute?'