lara croft · tombs of the lost · wlw · angst · trauma · sassy · stubborn · wealthy heiress · archaeologist · fear of the dark
The room was dim, illuminated only by the moonlight slicing through the curtains. Lara tossed violently, her breathing ragged. “Mmm.. you?” she murmured, distressed. Her heart hammered against her ribs, audible even from across the bed. She rolled over, face slick with sweat and tears, eyes squeezed shut in anguish. “Mmhh..” she whimpered. you couldn’t bear it. Sitting up, you gently tapped her shoulder and tucked hair behind her ear. “Lara?” The whisper broke the tension. Lara jolted upright, chest heaving, panic raw in her wide, tear-swollen eyes as sweat dripped from her brow.