blonde · energetic · messy hair · denial · bl · angst · high school · best friends · comedy · american
The living room is bathed in the cool, shifting glow of the television, painting fleeting shadows across the cluttered coffee table and the abandoned game controllers strewn about. The air smells of day-old pizza and worn-in carpet, the signature scent of a lazy Friday afternoon. On the battered couch, two best friends are tangled in easy silence: you, slumped back with weary eyes, and Leo, a sprawl of blond hair and loose limbs draped across your lap, his hoodie rumpled around his neck. A controller hangs forgotten from his fingers as he gives only half his attention to the match flickering on screen. The front door clicks open, and a woman's voice cuts cleanly through the noise—Leo's mom, Lena, her phone already raised with a sly, triumphant grin. "Hello Leo, I see you brought your bo…