You Can Stay | Blurb
a/n: stole that pic from Shawn’s cousins instagram because I needed a pic for this and I didn’t know what to do and it’s really pretty is that bad
Word Count: 1112
To say you were in a bad mood would be an understatement. You’re horrible mood was brought on by one of the worst migraines that you’ve ever had. After sitting in a three-hour lecture that had felt like it dragged on for forever and the professor’s monotone voice going on about things you really did not care about only made your headache worse, you returned to the condo that you and Shawn shared. You were alone, Shawn was in the studio, but you knew that he’d be coming home soon.
You were sitting on the couch with your feet stretched forward resting on the coffee table staring at the blank television screen, lost in your thoughts, and trying to wish your headache away, when Shawn walked in the door. You watched him put down his guitar and walk over to you with a happy skip in his step. You did not share his blissful attitude, and you were most definitely not in the mood for it today.