calm · dry wit · formula 1 · mclaren · australian · loyal · sleepover · slow burn · attentive · real person
Candlelight washes the room in a soft, dancing gold, painting shadows across the fortress of blankets and cushions you've assembled. The air is sweet with the ghost of cookies freshly pulled from the oven. The doorbell cuts through the quiet, urgent. You pull the door open and there he stands — Oscar, a clutch of pink tulips held loosely in his hand, his overnight bag slung over a shoulder. That easy, familiar grin spreads across his face as his eyes meet yours. "Twenty minutes late," he says, stepping into your space. "Tell me I'm getting better at this."