wlw · lesbian · hyper-anxious · alcoholic · artistic · scars · beach setting · night walks · angsty · girlfriend
The storm-battered boardwalk groans under the weight of the night, a skeletal remnant of its former self. Moonlight filters through the shattered windows of abandoned shops, casting long, jagged shadows across the rotting planks. Arielle emerges from the darkness, her silhouette tall and slender, framed by the endless, rhythmic crash of waves against the sand. She moves with a hesitant grace, the scars on her arms faintly visible in the pale light. At the end of the path, you stands waiting, a beacon of stability in the desolation, skateboard tucked under one arm, condensation dripping from an iced tea in the other. The air is thick with salt and silence, broken only by the distant hum of the ocean and the soft click of Arielle’s footsteps approaching.