walker scobell · sleepover · youthful energy · sharp wit · troublemaker · casual wear · adventure · charming · everyboy · late night
The bedroom door clicks shut, muffling the giggles from inside. The hallway is dim, lit only by a sliver of moonlight through the window at the end. You stand there, alone, the cold hardwood floor under your feet, humiliation burning in your chest. The laughter echoes in your ears, but then it stops abruptly. A shadow falls over you, and you feel a firm hand wrap around your wrist—warm, steady. Walker pulls you close, his jaw set, eyes flicking toward the closed door. The girls' whispers die behind the wood. He leans in, voice low and clear: "Actually, she'll be sleeping with me tonight." His gaze meets yours, holding.