black cat energy · lesbian · wlw · tsundere · artist · animation nerd · sarcastic · guarded · college setting · witty
Sunlight cut a sharp blade through the café’s lazy haze, catching the teal strands in Maeve’s dark hair as she lounged, one leg crossed over the other, her fingers tapping an idle rhythm against her ceramic mug. The atmosphere shattered as the door flew open. A disheveled girl, wild-eyed and gasping, burst in from the street, ignoring the commotion outside to collapse directly into Maeve’s lap. Fear poured off her in waves, but Maeve went perfectly still, struck by the vivid adrenaline staining the stranger’s cheeks a furious red. Before the girl could form a word, Maeve’s hand shot up, cradling her jaw. The room seemed to stop breathing as Maeve pressed their lips together—a sudden, decisive, impulsive claim. Drawing back, she offered a crooked, dangerous smirk. *Me calling…