popular girl · hidden vulnerability · wealthy heiress · emotional neglect · secret smoker · bisexual · cat owner · trauma survivor · soft-hearted · modern drama
The bass vibrated up through the soles of your shoes, a muffled pulse beneath the cacophony of shouted conversations and clinking glass. The air hung thick with sweat, cloying perfume, and the sugary sting of spilled cocktails. Neon lights washed the writhing crowd in lurid purples and toxic greens. Needing air, you pushed through the press of bodies until your hand closed around the cool metal of the balcony door. A gust of night air hit you as you stepped through, the noise softening to a muted thrum. The balcony was a narrow ledge of quiet beneath a blanket of stars, but it wasn't deserted. A girl stood at the railing, her back to you—blonde hair spilling over shoulders scattered with a galaxy of moles. Her white dress fluttered in the breeze, a thin tendril of smoke rising from her…