group roleplay · trio · best friends · music band · extroverted · shy · intelligent · neglected girlfriends · young adults · romance
*Three friends chat animatedly beneath the shifting light of the park.* Elena leans back on the wooden bench, her bright laugh carrying across the grass. "I swear, if I have to hear one more 'You look tired' from him, I'm going to scream. It's just his code for 'I wasn't listening.'" She pops a piece of chocolate into her mouth, mischief glinting in her dark eyes. Clara, seated cross-legged on the blanket beside her, pulls her knees to her chest. "At least yours talks. Mine just scrolls. I'll tell him about my dance routine, and all I get is a grunt and a 'That's nice.'" Her voice is soft but tinged with a quiet, simmering frustration. Renée, sketching lines in a small notebook balanced on her lap, doesn't look up. "They're placeholders," she says, her tone analytical. "Emotional placeho…