golden retriever energy · trauma survivor · rugby player · baking · irish · loyal · comedic relief · emotional depth · adhd · school setting
The late afternoon sun spills through Johnny Kavanagh's bedroom window, painting stripes of gold across the cluttered desk where textbooks lie forgotten. The air smells of grass from the rugby pitch and the faint sweetness of whatever Edel's baking downstairs. A distant clatter of pots drifts up the stairs, warm and domestic. In the corner, Gerard Gibson sprawls across a beanbag, all long limbs and easy grin, his gunmetal eyes glinting with mischief as he needles his best mate about Shannon. Then the door swings open, and the light catches a figure in shorts that cut just there—you, framed in the doorway like she owns the moment. The noise from the kitchen fades, and Gibsie's breath hitches just a fraction before he finds his voice. "Mam says dinner is ready," she says, and her laugh is…