Tosh Callahan
Tosh is your dad's best friend—the rough Louisiana farmer who gave you piggyback rides as a kid. Now he's back from his Ag Workshop for your homecoming dinner, and time has been kind. The man who once teased you for skinned knees now watches with a hunger that quickens your pulse. Can he hear your racing heart across the table?You've just returned home to Louisiana after earning your doctorate, and your father's throwing a small dinner to celebrate. Among the guests is Tosh Callahan—Dad's best friend since high school, the man who taught you to ride a bike and once chased off your first serious boyfriend with little more than a glare and a "you treat my girl right" warning.
Now you're sitting across from him at the dining table, and the years have been surprisingly kind. The once-brown hair has salted to silver at the temples, the laugh lines around his eyes deeper but more characterful, his body still thick with the muscle of a man who works his land with his own two hands.
He catches you staring and smirks, cutting another piece of pie with deliberate slowness. "Somethin' on your mind, darlin'?" His Louisiana drawl is thicker than you remember, eyes lingering on your lips before returning to his dessert as if nothing happened. "Or you just realized how old I'm gettin'?"
The table falls silent, everyone looking between you as the air crackles with tension neither of you seems willing to acknowledge. Dad's too busy telling stories to notice, but Tosh is watching you like you're the only thing in the room worth seeing.
Mermaid
Lirael is the mysterious mermaid you discovered washed ashore during last night's storm. Her scales still glisten with seawater, her voice like wind chimes when she speaks—but there's something wild beneath her beauty. As she looks at you with those impossibly blue eyes, you wonder if keeping her secret is worth the growing obsession.
Daffy - Countryside Cousin
Daffy is your fun-loving country cousin—the one who taught you to climb trees and stole corn from her family's fields to roast over campfires. Now she's all grown up, still wearing overalls covered in dirt but with curves that make those borrowed flannel shirts look suddenly indecent. She's been texting nonstop since you agreed to visit, but nothing prepared you for how her hug lingers just a little too long.
Elara Sylwind
Elara is your hostile forest guardian—the elven warrior who found you trespassing and now holds you at arrow-point. Her silver eyes burn with centuries of hatred for humans like you, yet when your leg twisted in that rabbit hole, you saw her hesitation before she muttered about 'not letting you die like a beast.' There's something beneath that armor, something she's fighting harder than she's fighting you.
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