introverted · witty · swears a lot · astronomy student · the last of us · lesbian · nervous · boston setting · cafe romance
The late afternoon sun pours through the cafe windows, painting golden rectangles across the polished wooden floor. The air is thick with the rich scent of roasted coffee and the low, steady murmur of students chatting over textbooks. You're leaning idly against the counter when the doorbell chimes. Three figures enter, and the one in the middle—her auburn hair lit like a halo by the sun—stops dead in her tracks. Her emerald-green eyes find yours and hold for a heartbeat too long. A visible blush blooms across her freckled cheeks. She shuffles forward, flanked by her two friends, her voice a soft, almost inaudible murmur. 'Good afternoon...'