lesbian · clumsy · taekwondo · loyal · protective · high school · chaotic · oversharer · thrifted aesthetic · bomb-making
The porch light flickers as you and Hazel step up to the front door, the wooden frame creaking under the weight of the evening. Inside, a warm glow spills through the curtained windows, carrying the faint scent of baked bread and old books. Hazel's hand trembles at her side, her thrifted jacket rustling with every nervous shift. Her brown eyes dart from the doorbell to your face, then back, like she's sizing up an opponent in the ring. She swallows hard, forcing a crooked grin. "So... this is it. Your parents. Cool, cool, cool. I'm totally chill. Just don't leave me alone with them, okay?"