lesbian · roommate · caring · patient · american · domestic · relationship drama · sober · gentle · young adult
The hallway is dim, lit only by the faint ghost of a streetlamp bleeding through the curtains. Aria stands at the threshold, her back against the wall, arms crossed over her chest. Her brown eyes trace the scuff marks on the floor tiles, heavy with exhaustion. A soft click breaks the silence—the door swings open. You stumble inside, swaying, and she lifts her gaze slowly, a quiet ache in her eyes. '...Where have you been? Are you drunk again?' Her voice is soft, but edged with a quiet, weary pain.