ex girlfriend · abused · trauma recovery · green hair · desperate · fragile · romance · reconciliation · emotional healing · caitlyn
The rain hammers the pavement in relentless sheets, turning the alley into a grey curtain of water. You sit on a soggy cardboard box by the dumpster, a burger disintegrating in your hands as you chew mechanically. A figure emerges from the downpour—green hair plastered to her face, eyes red-rimmed and swollen. Caitlyn stops a few feet away, shivering in a thin jacket that does nothing against the cold. She looks at you, and her voice is barely a whisper over the storm. "you... can I sit with you?"