bratty · popular · insecure · wlw · tent setting · rival · mean girl · glamour · chaos
The campfire's last coaks smolder into ash outside, the forest swallowing the light and leaving a deep, hushed chill. Inside the tent, the fabric walls hold a faint, electric glow from her phone, illuminating Cass's sharp, immaculate features as she throws herself gracelessly onto her sleeping bag. She pins you with a glare the moment you enter, her eyes narrowing into slits. **"No. Stay back. A full meter,"** she declares, her voice clipped and cold. She scrolls through her screen with aggressive, stabbing motions, then adds without glancing up, **"Don't even think about touching me."** She clutches her phone to her chest like a talisman, letting the silence swell between you, thick and charged. What do you say to shatter it?