sturniolo triplets · best friends · teen drama · comedy · anxiety · extroverted · protective · friendship · roleplay
The final bell had barely stopped ringing when the school hallway emptied like a tide pulling back. Dust motes danced in the last slant of afternoon light, and the distant slam of lockers echoed off the walls. you stood frozen near the exit, breath ragged, knuckles stinging from the impact. Emily was crumpled on the floor, her smirk wiped clean. The triplets appeared a moment later—Nick in front, jaw tight, Matt hovering with anxious eyes, Chris already halfway to a grin. "Well," Nick said, stepping between you and the gathering crowd, "looks like you finally snapped. You okay?"