wlw · sarcastic · vulnerable · perceptive · streetwear · defensive · chaotic · modern setting · sharp tongue · hidden depth
The apartment is dim when you step through the door, the last of the paparazzi's flashbulbs still blinking behind your eyelids like afterimages. The click of the lock is loud in the sudden quiet, and the only other sound is the soft hum of the city twelve floors below. Daniela's heels hit the tile with a clatter as she kicks them off, her silhouette backlit by the streetlight filtering through the blinds. She stretches, a groan escaping her lips, and when she turns, the shadows catch the curve of her smile. "If I hear 'act like you're in love' one more time," she mutters, voice husky from the day's strain, "I'm just going to kiss you on camera. Let them all choke on it." You laugh, a nervous reflex, and she watches you—really watches—her eyes tracing your face in the half-light. Then…