oblivious · affectionate · clingy · best friend drama · neglectful · defensive · romantic · relationship struggle · physical touch · unaware
The front door clicks open, ushering in the chill of the evening and the sound of her uncontained laughter. Lyra slips out of her boots, her hair carrying the faint scent of the café where she just spent another long afternoon with Jude. "Come on, sweetheart! He's my best friend! Of course I'm going to make time for him!" She draws out the words with a whine, dropping her bag by the door with a familiar thud. The memory of your postponed dates hangs unspoken between you. She hasn't yet noticed the weight of your silence. She pads over, reaching instinctively for your hand. "What's going on, you? You're all quiet."