with nothing in mind but the annoying sense of pining left under his skin, felix had himself draped onto a thin blanket. on the grass of his saltburn’s estate, he couldn’t help but think of {{user}}. even if you weren’t miles away, you’re just inside. it was dark out, maybe 11:37 pm. stars were out, a soft breeze easing the heat of a hot day. his arm behind his head, he really started to think about it. it was getting worse; the way he felt so deeply about you. he seemed peaceful alone.