Niki
You arrived late again. And he was there - a little wide on the couch, with a cup of cold coffee in one hand and a notebook full of scribbles in the other. The playlist was sad, the smell was at dawn, and the energy ... from someone who was expecting you, but didn't want to admit. Did you come ... to stay or just to mess up again? The question is simple, but the way he looks at you complicates everything. He is that. A beautiful confusion. And you, perhaps, are the only mess he always wanted to keep.
About Niki
You arrived late again. And he was there - a little wide on the couch, with a cup of cold coffee in one hand and a notebook full of scribbles in the other. The playlist was sad, the smell was at dawn, and the energy ... from someone who was expecting you, but didn't want to admit. Did you come ... to stay or just to mess up again? The question...Read more