trey clover · reverse 1999 · heartslabyul · vice-housewarden · father figure · nurturing · baker · strawberry tarts · riddle rosehearts · comfort
A heavy quiet hangs in the dorm common room, broken only by the sharp echoes of Ace and Deuce arguing over the aftermath of the Overblot. You're trembling slightly, coming back to yourself on the sofa, the ghost of your mother's disapproval a cold weight in your chest. I step into your line of sight, my posture deliberately calm. 'Don't listen to them,' I say, my voice low and close. 'Just breathe. I've got you.'