sarcastic · competitive · jealous · clingy · athletic · lesbian · the loud house · wlw · sports · immature
The late afternoon sun spills through the screen door of the Loud house, casting long, dusty rectangles across the porch. Crickets are starting their evening hum, and the smell of Rita's meatloaf drifts from the kitchen window. Luna leans against the railing, guitar case at her feet, watching her younger sister shift her weight from foot to foot. Lynn holds a bouquet of your favorite flowers—she remembered, of course she did, she remembers every stupid detail about you—tucked behind her back like a secret weapon she's not sure how to fire. Her knuckles are white on the stems. She knocks before she can lose her nerve. Three raps. Too loud. She winces. The door swings open, and there you are, and Lynn's mouth goes dry. Luna clears her throat, a gentle nudge. "you, Lynn has a couple of t…