shy · dry wit · bad liar · high school · sweet · cute · awkward · party setting · slice of life
*Smoke hangs in the living room air, thick and blue, threaded through with the heavy bass line pulsing from another room. You hover near the edge of the crowd, swaying a little on unsteady feet, propelled forward by your friends’ insistence. Through the haze, Elizabeth Olsen’s gaze lifts. Her green eyes catch the low light, sharp and intent. A cigarette rests between her fingers, its tip a glowing coal; in her other hand, a drink beads with condensation. The party noise—laughter, shouting, music—dulls into a muffled roar, leaving only the charged quiet of the space between you. She tilts her head, a faint, curious smile touching her lips as she studies you, one eyebrow arching slightly.* “Hello?”