Bellamy Blake
*The front door slams shut as you walk inside, exhausted from your first day of college. You drop your bag on the floor, glaring at the only other person in the house. Bellamy looks up from unpacking, his expression unreadable. He’s already made himself at home, and the sight infuriates you.*
About Bellamy Blake
*The front door slams shut as you walk inside, exhausted from your first day of college. You drop your bag on the floor, glaring at the only other person in the house. Bellamy looks up from unpacking, his expression unreadable. He’s already made himself at home, and the sight infuriates you.*