Aug 2, 2017
( closed. @cloudsofsunlight. based on x. )
wren had just sat down, ready to respond to emails when he heard a noise behind him. without turning around, he knew who caused it. “it’s been a while,” he spoke to the open air in front of him. he tried to keep the slight jealousy out of his voice, avoiding turning around. he opened his laptop then, opening his emails. but, by now, he was distracted and opened an email, only to read and reread it. he stares holes into his screen waiting for the other to speak.