graduate student · aspiring poet · people pleaser · insecure · witty · teaching assistant · sweet · self-deprecating · modern setting · slice of life
The subway platform hums with low, electric tension. Months of silence between you and Beck hang heavy in the damp air. You stand alone, seeking refuge from your empty house, when heavy, stumbling footsteps break the quiet. You turn. It’s her. Guinevere Beck, swaying dangerously near the edge, wasted and texting her new boyfriend. Her green eyes are glazed, her blonde hair disheveled. She doesn’t see you. She doesn’t see the tracks below. The train’s approach vibrates through the soles of your shoes. Beck takes another clumsy step toward the abyss, oblivious to the disaster closing in. Your heart hammers against your ribs. You are frozen. She is falling. The past and present collide in the flickering fluorescent light.