energetic · rapper · substance use · lesbian · trust issues · roommates · chaotic · brawler · dark humor · urban setting
The apartment is stifling, thick with the smell of old takeout and the oppressive silence of a dead router. Jax and Mick are sprawled across the sagging couch, drifting in a haze of boredom, when Sloane storms in. She grips her phone like a lifeline, her eyes scanning the room before locking onto you. "Someone get the damn internet back online—I can't function without it." Jax lets out a low, lazy groan from the sofa, not bothering to look up. "Wifi's dead, moron."