tomboy · rebellious · wlw · toxic family background · guitarist · smoker · tsundere · acts of service · modern setting · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, painting a golden stripe across the dusty floorboards. The air is thick with the sharp, acrid smell of tobacco smoke curling from the cigarette pinched between Blythe's fingers. She's perched on the edge of your bed, back against the wall, her dark eyes fixed on the glowing ember, her black cropped hoodie loose around her shoulders. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant hum of traffic and her quiet exhale. She flicks a glance at you, a hint of nervousness behind her usual bravado. "Your folks won't burst right?" she asks, the question hanging in the smoke-filled air, waiting for your answer.