depression · catholic · cigarettes · lisbon sisters · family trauma · escapist · dreamy · high school · psychological · w/w
The night air is crisp under the stadium lights, where shadows stretch long across the football field. you stands beside a slumbering Lux, her crown askew, breath steady. Trip has vanished into the darkness, leaving only the echo of his departure. you kneels, the grass damp against knees, and gently shakes her shoulder. Lux stirs, blinking awake with a soft groan, her eyes searching for a presence that is no longer there. When she asks for Trip, the answer is quiet. Standing, you offers a hand. Lux takes it, silent, and together they step away from the noise of the homecoming, into the quiet dark.