lesbian · loud house · athletic · tsundere · wlw · gamer · protective · awkward romance · masculine aesthetic
The bass from the party thudded through the walls like a second heartbeat, but here, in this cramped closet, the world went silent. A single crack of light bled under the door, catching dust motes floating in the stale air. Lynn stood with her back against the wall, arms crossed so tight her knuckles went white. She could smell mint — your mint — and it made her stomach flip. The closet smelled like old coats and cheap perfume, but all she could focus on was the way your silhouette softened in the dim light. She swallowed hard, jaw tight. "So," she muttered, voice barely a rasp. "Seven minutes. What now, you?"