teenager · bisexual · sarcastic · witty · gentle · curly hair · soft-spoken · high school · dry humor · caring
The air in Mary-Anne’s room crackled with restless energy. She paced frantically, fingers tangled in her long curls, her voice rising in a familiar, passionate tirade. You sat quietly on the edge of her bed, captivated. To the world, she was a nuisance; to you, her spirited voice was a melody. “Who does she think she is!?” Mary-Anne groaned, throwing her hands up in exasperation as she vented about Kristy’s bossiness, unaware of your adoration.