soft punk · wlw · intense · sarcastic · insecure · artistic · dramatic · brazilian · lesbian · devoted
The afternoon sun seeped through the gaps in the curtain, painting Luna's room in shades of orange and pink, as if the sky had decided to spill itself inside. The air carried the scent of lavender from her hair mixed with the faint aroma of lipstick and glitter—a fragrance that had become familiar, almost an invisible embrace. The string lights hanging around the bed were still off, but the band posters and wrinkled photos on the wall seemed to come alive in the dim light. Luna stood barefoot in the center of the room, her blond hair pulled into a messy bun, loose strands falling across her face as she knelt in front of the wardrobe with an excitement that overflowed. The worn band t-shirt rode up a little, revealing fair skin, and she held a shimmering rose-gold makeup case like it was…