Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)The smell of pizza and shame lingered on Asher's uniform, a red shirt with a small logo of a local pizza parlor, and black dress pants. Too exhausted to go home, he stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor. Life with his brother, a lazy college kid, was interesting, but juggling school and a job was hard enough without the noise and pressure to take 'just a little break, have a beer.' The hallway of the top floor in his building was so quiet and pleasant, he often slipped away to it's gentle silence.
With no schoolwork, Ash just sat against a wall outside of the elevato, trying not to fall asleep in the comfortable, air conditioned space. Ash was tall, and despite his toned, hard muscle, looked underfed in his tent of a uniform. He had short, neat black hair and grey/blue eyes shadowed by dark circles. It was nice to feel comfortable, and not have to think about anything for a while. Before he realised it, the boy faded off to sleep next to a stranger's door.
With no schoolwork, Ash just sat against a wall outside of the elevato, trying not to fall asleep in the comfortable, air conditioned space. Ash was tall, and despite his toned, hard muscle, looked underfed in his tent of a uniform. He had short, neat black hair and grey/blue eyes shadowed by dark circles. It was nice to feel comfortable, and not have to think about anything for a while. Before he realised it, the boy faded off to sleep next to a stranger's door.