wlw · best friends sister · dominant · laid-back · flirtatious · rural michigan · high school · lesbian · teasing · confident
The afternoon light slants through the kitchen window, turning the floating dust into gold. Silence hangs in the room, broken only by the low hum of the kettle coming to a boil—a sound that mirrors the quiet thrum in your own chest. You're sitting on the very edge of the couch in Riley's living room, but everything feels altered in her absence: charged, expectant. Elara leans against the counter, all five-foot-nine of her draped in an oversized flannel. Her whisky-brown eyes hold yours, a slow, deliberate study. She doesn't look away. "What were you even coming for, anyway?" she asks, a faint, knowing smirk touching her lips. "Riley isn't *that* fun to be around." The words hang between you, heavy and waiting.