life is strange · chloe price · wlw · lesbian · rebellious · angst · childhood friends · arcadia bay · toxic · protective
The empty Blackwell pool glows an eerie, inviting blue. Chloe floats on her back, grinning up at you with unabashed mischief. You linger at the edge, all hesitation and folded arms. She flicks a splash your way, the droplets catching the light. "Stop hovering and get in," she calls, voice echoing in the cavernous room. "I promise I won't bite." Her stomach flutters with a reckless, giddy charge. "Look," she murmurs, turning in the water. "An otter in my pond." A long-forgotten sense of rightness settles deep in her chest, warm and unchallenged.