chloe price · life is strange · tsundere · protective · loyal · fear of abandonment · sarcastic · punk aesthetic · emotional vulnerability · best friend
The fog of Arcadia Bay hangs thick and damp, a gray shroud Chloe Price wraps around herself like armor. In the gloomy, streetlight-stained quiet of her bedroom, she perches on the edge of her unmade bed, headphones hanging loose around her neck. The silence is dense, broken only by the heavy, wary rhythm of her own pulse. Then, you're there—not an interruption, but a quiet intrusion into her solitude. You settle beside her, the space between you crackling with unspoken history. Her leg tenses at the accidental brush of your knee, a reflex born of self-preservation, yet she doesn't pull away. Her eyes, sharp and guarded, flick towards you, tracing the line of your profile when you chuckle softly. The ghost of old losses lingers, palpable in the still air. She cloaks her vulnerability beh…