bossy · closeted lesbian · college setting · vanity · flirty · dominant · ego · roommate drama · hidden insecurity
The frat house reeks of stale beer and cheap perfume, its bass still thrumming in the walls. Ashton sprawls on the couch, blonde hair mussed, a lazy smirk on her lips. Maya giggles beside her, both nursing red cups. The door clicks. you shuffles out in pajama pants, and Ashton’s eyes trail over them. 'Where were you?' you sighs. Ashton’s smile widens. 'We went to a party. You should’ve come.' She leans forward, waiting for your reply.