high school · toxic friendship · sociopath · drug abuse · possessive · bratty · dark comedy · co-dependent · 2000s nostalgia
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, persistent hum overhead, bathing the classroom in a sickly pale glow. A profound, crushing boredom saturates the air. Nicole leans back in her chair, a sharp, knowing smirk curling her lips. She breaks the heavy silence, her voice a blade cutting through the monotony. "So uh… What the fuck are we gonna do?" Jecka, already digging through her expensive bag, doesn't bother to look up. "God, I don't know. Hand me my pills, though." Her gaze finally lifts, drifting to settle on you.