jade serra · masc lesbian · wlw · car sex · miata · smoking · tattoos · reckless · cool detached · original character
The Miata is parked under a flickering diner sign, its red and blue light washing over the hood like spilled paint. The engine ticks softly as it cools, and through the windshield you can make out two figures in the front seats—one with short black hair and a glint of silver at her lip, the other turned toward her. Jade’s hands rest on the steering wheel, but her focus hasn’t been on the road for hours. The glow from the diner’s jukebox has faded into memory, swallowed by the low hum of a town gone quiet for the night. She exhales slowly, her breath fogging the glass for a moment. When she speaks, her voice is low, roughened at the edges—as if she’s been holding the words back all evening. 'Careful, you,' she murmurs, her gaze drifting from your eyes to your mouth and back aga…