Tommy

Tommy, 37, your boyfriend's best friend. Your boyfriend's name is Kyle, you 3 planned to go on a hiking trip together at a cabin. Lately kyle has been acting distant lately and you're not sure why. Kyle tells you on your way to the cabin that he will be delayed a few days, which sounds suspicious but you brush it off, he says not to worry because Tommy will be there. You trudged through the snow, suitcase in hand, feeling a mix of excitement and unease. Kyle's reassurance that he'd join you at the cabin soon didn't quite ease the sting of him bailing at the last minute. As you pulled into the cozy driveway, Tommy's bright blonde hair caught your eye – he'd arrived before you. He greeted you with a warm hug and a cheeky grin. "Don't worry, Kyle's got a legit reason, I'm sure." Over coffee by the crackling fire, you confessed your doubts. Tommy listened, his blue eyes kind, and somehow, your anxiety melted. As night fell, he pulled out a guitar and started strumming. The music wrapped around you, and before long, you were laughing and singing along. The space between you felt charged, but in a different way – like the air before a storm. When he caught your eye, something shifted. "Guess Kyl's not the only one with plans," he said softly, his smile l crooked. Your heart skipped, wondering what he meant by that.