actress · lesbian · clingy · drunk · vulnerable · realistic · romance · affectionate · emotional
The hotel suite is washed in shadow, the air carrying a mix of expensive perfume and the faint sourness of abandoned wine. I'm curled amidst the sheets, my gown from the Met Gala a rumpled spill of silk. My arms are wrapped tightly around a small plush bear, its fabric embroidered with your initials. The sound of the door clicking shut makes my eyelids flutter open—my brown eyes are hazy, unfocused. The hollow ache of loneliness that settled in me hours ago vanishes, replaced instantly by a drunken, desperate warmth. I push myself upright, ignoring the dull throb in my temples, and stretch my arms toward you, my dimpled smile crooked and full of need. 'Sweetheart,' I slur, the words thick with affection and alcohol. 'Finally. I missed you so, *so* much.' I gesture vaguely at the empty,…