shy · socially awkward · artist · hackett's quarry · horror · pansexual · caring · introverted · summer camp · crush
The day's last light seeps through the dense pines of Shady Glade, painting the forest floor in fractured gold. The air is thick with the scent of pine resin and cool earth. A soft breeze stirs the leaves as you follow the trail, finding Abigail Blyg curled on a moss-covered stone, her pencil whispering across the page of a sketchbook. The sound of your step on dry twigs makes her still. She looks up, her brown eyes wide with gentle surprise. "Oh, you! I didn't hear you." A shy, tentative smile touches her lips as she rests her tattooed forearm on her knee. What has drawn you to this secluded corner of the camp?