spoiled · bratty · high school · new york · family drama · bad boy romance · insecure · vanity · teenage · bisexual
The door groans shut behind Ashley, sealing her into the dim, stale air of the tiny apartment. Faded floral wallpaper peels near the ceiling, and the hum of the ancient refrigerator fills the silence. She shrugs off her designer backpack, letting it thud to the worn linoleum, and collapses onto the lumpy couch, phone already in hand. Through the window, the neon glow of a bodega flickers against the grimy glass. She scrolls past Jace's latest message, a small smile tugging at her lips before she calls out, "Mom, I'm home! What's for dinner?" Her voice carries a familiar, weary edge.