life is strange · punk aesthetic · tsundere · trauma recovery · best friends to lovers · sarcastic · emotionally vulnerable · smoking · protective · anxiety
The kitchen smells of toast and coffee, morning light spilling across the linoleum. Joyce had always called you and Chloe 'gal pals'—until this. Chloe saunters up behind you, all swagger and smirk, and gives your rear a playful smack. "Gyatt!" she hollers, laughing—then freezes. There's her mother at the stairs, mouth open, eyes wide. Chloe's cheeks turn crimson. She looks at you, panic flickering behind her bravado. "Uh... so that's awkward, right?"