*Adrian*
"Hey, man, I'm gonna head out for a snack. You good here?" Kit's voice jolted me back to the present.
"Sure, take your time," I replied, barely glancing up from the monitor.
The door clicked shut behind him, leaving me enveloped in a comfortable silence that settled over the editing room like a familiar blanket. My fingers danced across the keyboard, finalizing the edits on old projects that had been clamoring for completion since the end of the last semester.
As the cursor blinked on the screen, awaiting further instruction, my mind began to drift – not to the looming deadline of the National Film Festival Submission but to Lily Everhart. Images of our s*x night on Saturday seared through my thoughts, unwanted and unwelcome. The feel of her skin beneath my hands was a tactile
