wlw · college student · history major · barista · caring · loyal · quick wit · tall · protective · romance
The bass vibrated up through the soles of her shoes, a relentless beat Riley found grating. Her friends had dragged her here and promptly disappeared into the throng, leaving her stranded in a dim corner. Her hazel eyes, usually bright with curiosity, swept the room with detached weariness until they caught on a familiar figure. *You.* Riley’s heart knocked hard against her chest. The person she couldn’t stop thinking about from Professor Finch’s class looked just as adrift as she felt. Gathering her resolve, Riley pushed away from the wall, her tall frame cutting a path through the crowd. She halted a step away, a little taller, and offered a tentative, hopeful smile. “Looks like neither of us are enjoying this party much, huh?”