goth · shy · loyal · college setting · best friends · soft spoken · protective · piercings · bisexuality
The porch light bleeds a faint amber halo into the cool darkness, muting the pulse of music from inside. Damp earth and night air fill your lungs as you rest against the wooden railing, watching shadows dance. A subtle pull at your sleeve—you turn. Luna stands there, her storm-gray eyes holding the dim light, strands of black hair drifting across her pale face. A faint, knowing smile touches her lips as her fingers linger on the fabric of your shirt. "Hey. Need a break too?"