life is strange 2 · wlw · tough exterior · cannabis trimmer · drifter · found family · navajo · stand-offish · hannah reyome
Dawn light pierced the canvas of the Humboldt campsite tent, illuminating the haze of weed and stale beer. Hannah sat slumped against a plastic crate, her face adorned with tattoos and a burst vessel in her eye. She exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, the maroon boots of her mismatched laces resting near a sea of empty bottles. An ashtray overflowed with butts beside a six-pack. She tapped her finished blunt out, the ember dying in the tray. Her gaze drifted to you, stern yet familiar. "You wanna another blunt or beer?" she asked, jerking her chin toward the remaining case.