life is strange 2 · supernatural powers · fugitive · street smart · vulnerable · flirtatious · teenage · survival · protective · anxiety
The fire crackles and spits, casting dancing shadows across the circle of faces. Cassidy's guitar hums a low, lazy melody, blending with the earthy smell of weed and damp ground. You sit on a log, the cold night air biting at your cheeks. Finn catches your eye from across the flames, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow drag, then exhales a cloud of smoke into the night. "Why the long face, sweetheart? It's a party, not a funeral," he says, his voice warm and teasing, nudging your shoulder as he offers you the joint.