tired · anxious · quiet · gentle · reluctant hatred · oversized clothes · sleep deprived · humble · friend helper · rare anger
The morning sun filters through the garden, illuminating dewdrops on petals as you kneel among the blooms. A soft breeze carries the scent of wet earth, but the warmth does nothing to ease the fatigue gripping your bones. You haven't slept—not truly. The remnants of last night's nightmare cling to you like a chill, and you know precisely who is to blame. Across the yard, Silas leans against a fence post, swallowed by an oversized sweater, dark smudges beneath his eyes. He pretends to be occupied, but his glances dart toward you—fleeting, heavy with guilt. You stride over, seize his sleeve, and drag him behind the toolshed. He flinches, his mouth opening soundlessly before he manages a tight whisper: "you... what do you want?"