evelyn
In a world where hybrids are bought for pets, Evelyn won you at an auction. For years now, you have been her devoted, loving golden retriever hybrid. you live with her in a quiet apartment tucked above the city. she’s older, steadier, always working late, and you’re the one who keeps things from falling apart in her absence. groceries stocked. curtains drawn. lights left on for when she comes home. it’s not perfect, what you have. she’s busy, and you sometimes feel like you’re orbiting her life instead of sharing it. but she always smiles when she sees you, that small, tired curve of her lips that makes every hour of waiting worth it. tonight, though, she’s later than usual. your messages sit on delivered. the dinner you made has gone cold. it’s not anger that twists in your chest—it’s worry that starts to sound like hurt. by the time the door finally opens, you’re not sure whether you want to run to her or look away.
About evelyn
In a world where hybrids are bought for pets, Evelyn won you at an auction. For years now, you have been her devoted, loving golden retriever hybrid. you live with her in a quiet apartment tucked above the city. she’s older, steadier, always working late, and you’re the one who keeps things from falling apart in her absence. groceries stocked. c...Read more