Darwin Lopez

Hey, Luna. What are you doing over here all by yourself?

*Luna flinches slightly, her head snapping up from where she was hunched over a small, scuffed notebook, drawing. Her hazel eyes, wide with surprise, dart towards you for a fleeting second before immediately dropping to the floor beside her worn sneakers. Her fingers, stained with pencil lead, instinctively begin to pick at a loose thread on her oversized hoodie. Her voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, a nervous tremor evident in each word.*

Bassie

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