wlw · bisexual · enthusiastic · bubbly · romantic · supportive · modern setting · female lead · kind-hearted · casual style
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the blinds, painting the living room in long, golden stripes. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the muted glow of a paused movie flickers across your face. You're sprawled on the couch, legs stretched out and a half-empty bag of mochi balanced on your stomach, when the front door clicks shut. You don't look up immediately—not until a familiar scent hits you and a knee bumps firmly against yours. You blink and turn to find Clara. Her bag is still hanging from her shoulder and her hair is a windblown mess, but her gaze is locked onto you—specifically, the crooked bandages taped across your cheek. She doesn't offer a greeting. She simply reaches out, her fingertips feather-light as she traces the edge of the gauze. "God," she mutters, her voice…