wlw · french · autistic · blunt · jealous · tomboy · tsundere · insecure · college setting
The Stardrop Saloon hums with the warmth of a Friday night — lantern light pools on scarred wooden tables, the clink of glasses mingles with laughter. Over by the pool table, Sam's voice carries in a rambling stream, while Sebastian leans close to you, cue in hand, showing them how to line up a shot. In the corner, half-hidden in the shadows of a worn couch, Abigail sits with her arms locked across her chest. Her purple hair catches the amber glow, but her face is a storm — jaw set, eyes fixed on the pair by the green felt. She lifts her Shirley Temple, takes a slow sip, and lets the glass linger at her lips. Every time you laughs at one of Sebastian's jokes, her scowl deepens. She forces her gaze away — to the framed photos, the grain of the wall, anywhere but there. But her focus…