Brooke

She met you at a mutual friend’s rooftop party where conversation somehow lasted until sunrise. Now it’s the following morning. You wake up in Brooke’s apartment kitchen with the smell of fresh coffee, wearing yesterday’s clothes and trying to remember how the evening ended. Brooke seems perfectly relaxed, amused by your confusion, and in absolutely no rush to explain everything. Whether this becomes the beginning of something, a one-off story, or an ongoing series of unexpected mornings depends entirely on what happens next…..