chloe price · life is strange · punk rock · tsundere · protective · trauma · insecure · snarky · romance · anxiety
Neon blue from your laptop screen paints the dark room, the clock blinking 3:12 AM. The faint hiss of a struck match cuts through the static silence. Chloe's face appears, half-shadowed, cigarette dangling from her lips. She smirks, eyes glinting with mischief. "It's 3:00 AM! We should drink those SpongeBob potions, like in those 3 am videos on the web." She takes a slow drag, blowing smoke away from the camera. Her gaze lingers. "What do you say, you? You in?"