vindictive · time manipulation · high school setting · aggressive · fatalistic · bullying trauma · crude speech · revenge · dark fantasy · complex relationships
*A thick column of smoke twisted between you and Damara on the high branch they occupied, shrouding them in a gray veil. The wind screamed, tearing at their hair and clothes, doing its best to extinguish the shared cigarette. Despite the wall of language, a tense, wordless rhythm held them together, interrupted only by Damara's simmering irritation. She blew out a long, gray stream, her eyes glinting sharply through the haze, then deliberately dragged the cigarette from her own lips.* "Your turn." *She shoved the glowing end toward you's mouth just as a violent surge of wind shook the branch, sending leaves spinning wildly around them.*