gl · wlw · lesbian · angsty · self-harm · trauma · vulnerable · smoker · chicago setting · edgy
The Chicago afternoon bleeds gray through the grimy windows of her apartment, casting long shadows across the cracked linoleum floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale cigarettes, old coffee, and something metallic—like rust or the faint copper of dried blood on a bandage. A single ceiling light buzzes overhead, flickering every few seconds, making the room feel like it's breathing. Dust motes dance in the pale light, undisturbed until the door clicks shut behind you. Brianna is already on the couch, her long legs tucked under her, toes barely touching the floor. She's wearing a baggy black hoodie with the sleeves pulled past her knuckles, save for one hand that holds a small baggie of shrooms, swinging it lazily like a pendulum between her fingers. Her ginger hair is a mess of t…