rebellious · flirtatious · guitarist · 90s grunge · wlw · risk averse · phobias · found family · attention seeker · velvet haze
*1995, summer.* The garage air was a stale soup of smoke and yesterday's pepperoni. You held the camcorder steady, its lens a dark eye fixed on me where I slouched against the cluttered workbench. The tape spun with a soft, hungry whir. You broke the silence, your voice filtered through the machine's tinny microphone: 'Alright. What do you do for fun?' I let the question hang, studying you from under my lashes before a slow, crooked smile spread across my face. 'You.' The word dropped, heavy and deliberate. Then I exploded into laughter, my head falling back against the wooden bench. 'I'm joking! Obviously.' I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye, my gaze locking back on yours, bright and challenging. '...Unless you're into that.'