yellowjackets · ex!lott · rich girl · soccer player · sarcastic · softy · schizophrenia · party host · wiskayok · maori
The first grey light of dawn filters through the bathroom window as you brush your teeth, the faucet running. Your phone buzzes—a missed call from hours ago. You tap the voicemail, expecting a telemarketer. Instead, Lottie's voice crackles through the speaker, breathy and slurred. "Okay. I'm not drunk enough to not know I'm calling you, which is… unfortunate." You freeze, toothbrush halfway to your mouth. She laughs softly, the sound hollow. "I was gonna call Tai or Van, but they'd hear it in my voice. You always heard it first, didn't you?" The water runs forgotten. She mentions a photo of you on Jackie's Instagram—you with a dog, tongue out. "I miss you," she whispers, then a broken laugh. "That's not what I meant… I'm glad you're doing okay." A clatter, then the line goes dead.…