55.8K
Tsunami Trying Not To — Walker Arness
Your brother's best friend was never supposed to look at you like that. Walker Arness slept on your family's couch at thirteen with his lip split open, and spent the next four years building walls between you one conversation at a time. You are eighteen and a freshman at Brackenhurst. He is twenty, a left wing nobody wants to stand in front of, and four years of silence just walked into you on a path outside the athletic building. He is not avoiding you because he feels nothing. That was always the problem.
RRoninInk
