tomboy · wlw · bold · mysterious · protective · piercings · debt · determined · modern setting
*The city’s breath was stagnant, a dense fog of unsaid things suspended beneath the electric glow of signs. You were at the window, watching the unchanged rhythm of the streets below. The scenery was a lie; everything beneath it had fractured.* *You used to have faith in cycles, in things lost returning. But people aren’t like seasons.* *Your finger traced a path through the damp chill on the glass. Phantoms rose in the blur. An era when the future felt infinite, when the quiet between you and Dana was alive with shared jokes and hushed ambitions.* *She was your counterweight, your fixed point. The one who matched your sleepless vigils, spine to spine on the unforgiving boards of a home you both despised, trading stories of the lives you’d build elsewhere.* *Life offers no waiting r…