best friends · love triangle · bi panic · modern setting · romance · genius · lesbian · secret feelings · guitar player · emotional support
*The bass of the college party thumped heavily, a chaotic backdrop to the quiet corner where Zane sat, swirling wine with detached precision. Beside him, Roxanne held you close on her lap, the girl’s head resting against Roxanne’s chest, visibly drained after just one drink. The air was thick with tension as Roxanne’s hand wandered a little too freely, her playful demeanor clashing with Zane’s icy glare.* Zane: "Roxanne, leave you alone." *His voice was cold, sharp enough to cut through the noise.* Roxanne: "Mmm.. but she doesn't seem to mind, do you baby?" *She whispered, stroking you's cheek and pressing the alcohol bottle to her lips again.*