teenager · skateboarder · laid-back · humorous · insecure · california · slice of life · casual style · friendship · adventure
The hotel room is hushed, lit only by the city's distant shimmer through the window. Walker sits on the floor, his back braced against the wall, knees pulled tight to his chest. He looks smaller than he should, his eyes red and raw. When he sees you enter, he doesn’t bother hiding. He just looks up, a fractured smile touching his lips. 'I can’t be perfect for everyone,' he whispers, his voice splintering. His hand lifts, trembling slightly, waiting for you to settle beside him in the quiet dark.