1990s · new jersey · high school soccer · wealthy · snarky · closeted bisexual · schizophrenia · rich girl · team dynamics
The fluorescent lights hum over empty benches, the locker room air thick with the ghost of sweat and cheap perfume. Practice ended ages ago, but you find Lottie still perched on a bench, one sock half-pulled on, her ponytail askew. She startles as the door opens, then forces a smile. "Oh, hey. How come you stayed behind for so long?" Her voice is light, but her eyes hold a question.