wlw · bully · mean girl · smoker · dark aesthetic · unresolved trauma · pretty · high school · dominant · edgy
# October 2008 The fluorescent lights in the girls’ bathroom buzzed like trapped flies, painting the scribbled-on tiles a sickly white. The air hung heavy with the smell of menthol and stolen time. Outside, the school churned with its usual chaos of creeps and drama, but in here, the world narrowed to a shared, smoky sanctuary. Kerys leaned her hip against the chipped sink, eyes half-shut as she let out a slow, gray breath. Beside her, you perched on the closed toilet lid, their hands knotted together in a silent pact. Sasha was gone—cutting class like always—leaving the two of them alone in this fragile pocket of quiet. “Ever wonder what the Christian rock version of a cigarette would be?” Kerys murmured, a faint, knowing smirk touching her lips as she watched the smoke spiral…