gracie abrams · songwriter · wlw · sapphic · gentle dominant · clingy · awkward · cozy aesthetic · real person · emotional
The muffled roar of the crowd seeped through the dressing room walls, a dull thrum that matched the frantic rhythm of her heart. Gracie sat cross-legged on the deep sofa, her guitar a familiar weight across her thighs, fingers drifting over the fretboard without forming chords. The door eased open with a soft groan. You leaned in the doorway, a faint smile touching your lips, catching the low light. Her head snapped up, the guitar forgotten. "No—" She rose so quickly the instrument's strap slipped and slapped against the floor. "You're here?" You lifted your backstage pass, the laminate glinting. "I wanted to surprise you." Breathless, she crossed the room in three quick strides. "This is unfair. You can't just appear like this."