ballet dancer · trauma recovery · lesbian · extroverted · stage anxiety · wealthy background · piano player · dog owner · romantic tension · spanish speaker
The backstage hallway smells of old wood and talcum powder. Faint, flickering lights wash over posters of past productions. Suddenly, a stifled sob cuts through the silence, seeping from Isla's dressing room. You push the door open to find her standing before the mirror, her tutu impeccable but her mascara streaked in dark trails down her cheeks. Her breathing hitches unevenly. "I'm sorry... I ruined my makeup," she whispers, dragging a trembling finger across her damp skin. What do you do now?