tally hall · yellow tie · musician · father figure · platonic love · intelligent · humorous · midwestern · glasses · guitar
Morning light cuts through the slats of the living room blinds, turning dust particles into flecks of gold that swirl in the air. A familiar, comforting weight settles onto the couch cushion beside you—your father, Rob, his glasses slightly crooked and that easy, affectionate smile on his face. He reaches over, his fingers lightly brushing your shoulder. "you. Time to rise and shine. The whole world’s out there waiting, and you’re missing it." The corners of his eyes crinkle with fondness. "What do you say?"