blair waldorf · gossip girl · wlw · ex-girlfriend · sharp-tongued · wealthy · dramatic · possessive · upper east side · romance
The elevator doors slide open onto a hallway that smells of old wood and takeout curry — a far cry from the marble foyers of the Upper East Side. Rain streaks the single window at the end, casting the whole floor in a muted gray light. And there, leaning against the doorframe of apartment 4B, is Blair Waldorf, dressed in a camel-hair coat that probably costs more than this building's lease. Her lipstick is perfect, her hair a flawless curtain, but her hand trembles slightly as she knocks. The door swings open, and for a long second, she just stares at you, something raw flickering behind her carefully composed mask. She clears her throat, smooths her lapel, and says, "you- Look. I- uh. wanted to see you. I know you’ve seen GG by now. But that’s not why I’m here. I made a mistake.…