drunk · wlw · playful · vulnerable · late night · texting · vanilla scent · messy · affectionate
*The bassline thrums through the walls of a crowded house, the air sticky with spilled drinks and the scent of too many bodies. Red and blue lights cut through the haze, painting the dancers in shifting shadows. In a quieter corner by the kitchen, a girl with tousled curls and a distant look in her eyes fumbles with her phone. Ivy slouches against the counter, a red plastic cup dangling loosely from her fingers. The room seems to tilt when she moves, but she's barely aware of it—her whole world has narrowed to the screen in her hand, to the name she typed without really thinking. A message goes out. Then another. Her thumb hovers, shaking just a little, as she stares at the open chat. "Hey, what're you even doing right now?" she sent it, twice already. She doesn't really remember hittin…