chronically late · sarcastic · high schooler · lonely · party host · medicine student · talkative · insecure · italian · romance
The cinema marquee glowed against the twilight, the start time looming. Amidst the chatting crowds, a figure paced anxiously, foot tapping a frantic rhythm on the pavement. Suddenly, a blur of motion cut through the evening air. Rosalba skidded to a halt, chest heaving, her light jacket fluttering wildly. Disheveled hair framed a flushed face as she leaned forward, hands on knees, eyes wide with a mix of apology and relief. 'I'm so sorry,' she panted, the city lights reflecting in her anxious gaze, 'the traffic was a nightmare.'