althea (sarrain)

Rory had felt confident before, during, and after she'd gotten the bracelet. She'd even felt confident on her way to Broen's dorm, but she felt significantly less confident when she knocked and stood in the hallway waiting, wearing a long-sleeved jacket. She shoved her hands into her pockets...

Broen winced as he slid onto the couch with a beer in his hand. Hair still wet from the shower and muscles still sore from his latest challenge, he stared up at the ceiling. Promising himself he wasn't going to cry again. Everything Rory and Jude said... they were fucking wrong. He couldn't do...