Smallara

McKenzie carried Greg downstairs, one hand steady beneath him as she moved into the kitchen. The pizza she had ordered earlier was already set out on the counter, the box half-open with…

The hallways were already crowded by the time Madison made her way through them, the usual chaos of the morning settling into place around her. Lockers slammed open and shut…

McKenzie leaned back slightly, her posture loosening now that the initial weight of the conversation had settled into something more manageable. One arm rested against the desk, the other hanging loosely at…

Greg could do nothing as McKenzie carried him out of Madison’s room.  The hallway felt quieter the moment they stepped into it, but not peaceful. The tension from what had…

McKenzie’s face lit up the moment she saw Greg. It wasn’t subtle. It wasn’t restrained. It was immediate, unfiltered in a way that didn’t belong to the tension still lingering…

Greg stood in the habitat’s quiet for a few seconds after his last words, the silence between them feeling heavier now that neither of them could pretend the conversation was still circling…