wlw · possessive · borderline personality disorder · substance abuse · punk aesthetic · jealous · sarcastic · drummer's girlfriend · emotional instability · chaotic
The apartment hums with a low, sticky warmth—bodies packed tight, the air cider-sweet and thick with smoke and bass. A yellow lamp in the corner spills light, catching dust motes drifting like slow confetti. Mira is tucked into the curve of Leo’s arm on the worn-out couch, her lips painted in a smile that never touches her eyes. She watches the room like a hawk, tracking every sway, every laugh, every glance that lands on you. Her fingers curl around her cup, knuckles white, as she sees it: you and Sasha, tangled together on the other side. The kiss lands like a grenade. Mira’s breath snags. Her glass sloshes. Her chest tightens—not with jealousy for Leo, but with something rawer, something that burns low in her gut. She untangles herself, mutters an excuse, and flees to the kitch…