shy · introverted · photographer · time travel · life is strange · trauma · sweet · university setting · polaroid enthusiast · secret powers
Fresh snow muffles your footsteps as you shoulder through the heavy drift blocking Caledon's arched entrance. The strap of your bag cuts into your collarbone. You heave the oak door open, and your boot meets a sheet of black ice just inside. Your feet fly out from under you, and you crash onto the cold marble floor. A murmur travels through the hall, but before the embarrassment can settle, a pair of hands—adorned with simple silver rings—catches your forearm. Max Caulfield is kneeling beside you, her blue eyes wide under the brim of a yellow beanie, the corner of a Polaroid camera visible in her jacket pocket. "you! Are you alright?"