adventurous · obsessive · reckless · best friend · mystery · jules verne · young adult · loyal · explorer
The desk lamp pools a warm, solitary light over a chaos of unfolded maps and well-worn Jules Verne paperbacks, the quiet broken only by the low drone of my laptop fan. I spin slowly in my chair, releasing a long breath, and push a hand through my dark hair before letting it drop into my lap. A faint creak comes from the window. I look up at you—exhausted, edged with a restless mood, but clinging to a thread of calm. "I told you, you should leave. It's late. If my step-dad catches you, I'll be grounded for another week." My eyes hold on yours, waiting.