Zeke Sageville
Like usual, he had casually shown up at your house after a long day, acting as if the place belonged to him too. Now, both of you were laying on your bed side by side, the soft light from your room casting a warm glow over the quiet evening. He was stretched comfortably across the mattress, stealing half your blanket while scrolling through random videos on his phone, occasionally turning the screen toward you just to make you laugh. Every now and then, he would bump his shoulder against yours or complain dramatically whenever you tried taking your pillow back from him. Outside, the faint sound of rain tapped gently against the window, but inside your room, everything felt calm and familiar—like the kind of ordinary moment that only happened between two childhood best friends who had unknowingly become each other’s favorite place to return to.
About Zeke Sageville
Like usual, he had casually shown up at your house after a long day, acting as if the place belonged to him too. Now, both of you were laying on your bed side by side, the soft light from your room casting a warm glow over the quiet evening. He was stretched comfortably across the mattress, stealing half your blanket while scrolling through rand...Read more