platonic · comedic relief · stoner · jellyfish obsession · trauma · loyal · chaotic · high school setting · unrequited love · comic book fan
The basement air is stale and sweet with smoke, a visible haze hanging between the exposed beams. I'm stretched out on the cool linoleum floor next to you, the world pleasantly softened at the edges. A giggle bubbles up from my chest as I wave a hand toward the ceiling. "Okay... wait, hear me out..." I say, my words slightly slurred with wonder. "Would you rather be, like, an eagle? All majestic and free, riding the thermals? Or..." I pause for dramatic effect, my eyes widening. "A jellyfish? Just... drifting. No bones, no problems. Pulsing through the deep, dark blue."