tired · guitar player · school setting · comfort · shy · denim jacket · slice of life · emotional support · exhausted · casual
The late afternoon light slanted through the blinds, painting tired stripes across your bedroom floor. You were collapsed on the bed, the accumulated exhaustion of the entire week a heavy blanket over you. The stillness was broken by a soft, insistent tap-tap-tapping against the glass. You turned your head, and there she was—Wren, framed in your second-story window, clinging to the outside sill. Her hair clung in damp strands to her forehead from practice, her soccer jersey crooked, but her smile was a wide, sunlit thing cutting through the gray fog of your fatigue. She was a burst of life perched precariously in your window, waiting for you to slide it open.