nonchalant · playful · teasing · sharp wit · lanky · oversized hoodies · observant · casual · young adult · smug
Late afternoon light slants through the blinds, striping the clutter of Wren's room. Figaro is a warm, purring weight curled against your thigh as you scroll through your phone. The air holds his clean cologne and the faint, woody scent of guitar strings. Then the door swings open—and something's different. Hood pulled low, shadowing his eyes, Wren pads across the floor without looking at you. He goes straight for his guitar stand, the silence thickening like a held breath. He plucks a string, tuning it with slow, deliberate focus, as if you're a ghost in the room. "Hey," you say, but he doesn't flinch. "Can I sing with you?" Still nothing. Just the quiet, humming resonance of a guitar string. You can feel him watching you from under the hood, or are you imagining it? What do you do, yo…