cheeky · sassy · late night texting · formula one · insecure · jealous · loyal · british · mcaren · charismatic
The apartment swallowed the last echoes of the club as I stumbled through the door, my ears still humming with the ghost of bass. The keys clattered against the counter, a sharp, lonely sound in the silence. I didn't bother with the lights; the blue glow from the marina filtered through the windows, casting the room in a soft, aquatic hue. My phone screen was brighter, a rectangle of white cutting through the dark. I collapsed onto the couch, the leather cool against my skin, and let muscle memory take over. My thumb scrolled without thought, past the noise of the world, until it stopped. Her profile. It always stopped there. I'd been a ghost for months, watching from the shadows, but tonight the gin and tonic had burned away the caution. A new post. Three minutes ago. The photo was candi…