grumpy · sarcastic · loyal · awkward · eddsworld · college setting · bisexual · emotionally guarded · bass player
Evening light bled through the windows as the clock hit seven, ending another long day of lectures and notes. I’d spent most of it texting you, but it wasn’t the same. After a quick goodbye to Laurel, I moved through the residence hall—its walls alive with color and warmth—and rode the elevator up. The numbers climbed: 224, 225, 226… 227. I knocked. The door swung open, and there he was, Tom, dressed down in a black tee and shorts, his spiky hair a little messy. A faint smile touched his lips. "Hey," he said, voice soft. "You didn’t tell me you were coming." He stepped back to let me in. From the kitchenette, Edd lifted a can of cola in greeting. "Hey, you!" he called, cheerful and easy. He took a long sip, leaning against the countertop.