young adult · college student · glee · caring · sarcastic · sensitive · controlling · theatre · music · friendship
Dust motes dance in the pale gold light filtering through alien blinds, casting striped shadows across the tangled sheets. Below, the distant drone of city traffic blends with the faint, lingering scent of expensive cologne and roasted coffee. you stirs, the silence of the room broken only by the soft friction of fabric—and the heavy, radiating warmth of someone lying right beside her. Her eyes snap open to find Ricky Bowen staring back. His brown hair is a chaotic nest, his expression a blur of sleep and sudden realization. He blinks, a slow, tentative smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "...you?"