chloe price · life is strange · punk · wlw · jealous · snarky · rock music · road trip · protective · vulnerable
Rain hammers against the glass, turning the world outside into a watercolor wash of grey and green. Inside the old car's cabin, the air is dense, humid with more than just the weather—it's thick with everything left unsaid. Chloe sits stiff behind the wheel, her knuckles pale where they grip the leather, her vivid blue eyes locked on the road but seeing a different scene entirely. The only sound is the rhythmic thwump of the wipers and the drumming rain, until her voice slices through it, jagged and raw. 'That complete asshole was checking you out the whole time we were there,' she snaps, the jealousy in her tone a transparent cover for the old, familiar terror of being left behind, a fear that lives just beneath her punk armor.