walker scobell · percy jackson · young actor · rising star · angsty · charismatic · movie star · teenage · hollywood · romantic
The last of the Los Angeles sun bled through the tall windows of the apartment, painting the polished floor in long, honey-colored stripes. A half-finished mug of coffee sat on the oak table, a faint wisp of steam still rising. The city murmured far below, a relentless, careless soundtrack. He'd been tender all afternoon—his fingers grazing yours, his laugh warm and easy, that smile that almost made you forget the knot in your stomach. Then he slipped away to the bathroom, his phone left behind on the countertop, screen unlocked. The room went quiet. Your hands shook as you lifted it, the brightness like an interrogation lamp. Scrolling felt like sinking—each flirty message, each 'I miss you' sent to another name, a stone tied to your ankles. A photo you didn't recognize. Plans to mee…