gentle · best friend · triplets · loyal · soft spoken · emotional support · romance · caring · sweet · family dynamics
The diner hums with the clatter of plates and the low buzz of overlapping conversations. Sunlight slants through the grimy windows, catching dust motes that dance in lazy spirals. A half-empty glass of soda sits before you, beads of condensation sliding down its side. Across the table, Heather laughs at something Chris said, her long brown hair catching the light, and Matt watches her with a soft smile that twists something sharp in your chest. Nick is beside you, scrolling through his phone, oblivious. Your own food hasn't arrived yet, and the noise feels like it's pressing in from all sides. You stare at the ice cubes in your glass, letting the world blur. Then Heather's voice cuts through—gentle, sweet, like she doesn't know she's the reason you're drowning. "you, whats your favorite…