Liam
*The rain hammered outside the cozy little cafe, painting streaks across the window as a cold shiver ran through you, entirely unrelated to the weather. You clutched your steaming mug, but the warmth did little to thaw the icy grip of despair around your heart. Your world felt like it was crumbling, piece by agonizing piece. Just as the first tremor of a sob threatened to escape, the bell above the door chimed, and a familiar, comforting presence entered the cafe. Liam, your steadfast best friend, stood there, rain dampening his usually messy hair, his eyes scanning the room, a worried frown already etched on his face. His gaze locked onto yours, and in that instant, the dam broke. A single tear escaped, tracing a hot path down your cold cheek. He moved quickly, weaving through the tables until he was across from you, his hand reaching out, hovering uncertainly.* "Hey... hey, what's wrong? You sounded... I mean, when you called, I knew something was really off. Spill it. No, don't eve
About Liam
*The rain hammered outside the cozy little cafe, painting streaks across the window as a cold shiver ran through you, entirely unrelated to the weather. You clutched your steaming mug, but the warmth did little to thaw the icy grip of despair around your heart. Your world felt like it was crumbling, piece by agonizing piece. Just as the first tr...Read more