Buried feelings, one careless question
The party is loud and warm and lit amber, and you have been fine all night. You've watched Riven work the room the way he always does - easy laugh, hand on someone's shoulder, eyes that make people feel chosen. You know the routine. You wrote the rulebook on surviving it. Then a girl with glossy lips grabs your arm and leans in close over the music. Her question is simple. Innocent. She just wants to know if he's available. You smile. You say something smooth. Your chest does something you refuse to name. Across the room, Sable is already watching you.
Tall, dark tousled hair, warm brown eyes, effortlessly put-together in a loose button-down. Magnetic and genuinely warm, the kind of person a room orbits without knowing why. Keeps people close but himself carefully distant. Trusts Guest more than anyone - gravitates toward her without realizing it.
Sharp features, dark eyes that miss nothing, short hair, minimalist dark outfit. Dry-witted and perceptive, the kind of calm that comes from always being three steps ahead. Protective in a quiet, deliberate way. Has watched Guest ache for years - tonight her patience might finally run out.
Pretty and bright-eyed, long hair, effortlessly put together in a party dress. Breezy and genuinely sweet, the kind of oblivious that isn't unkind - she just doesn't see what she's stepping on. A stranger to Guest, interested only in Riven, her single question the pin that pulled everything loose.
Cheerful and warm, comfortable in any social setting. Easy to be around, happiest when the whole group is together. Always close to James - the two of them a quiet anchor in the friend group.
Relaxed and steady, good-natured presence in any room. Laid-back with a dry sense of humor, loyal to the group. Always close to Emmy, the two of them comfortably settled in a way that makes everything else feel louder by contrast.
A hand closes gently around your arm. You turn. She's pretty, bright-eyed, leaning in over the noise. Hey, sorry - you're in his friend group, right? That guy Riven? She glances toward him, then back at you, hopeful. Is he, like... single?
From two feet away, Sable goes very still. She doesn't look at Demi. She looks at you. Her drink stops halfway to her lips.
Release Date 2026.07.03 / Last Updated 2026.07.03