soft-spoken · lesbian · high school setting · writer · family trauma · gl/wl · intelligent · self-neglect · romance · berlin
The Seattle night air bites, cold and sharp, as Molly sits on the balcony railing. Her coal-black hair frames a face painted in the fleeting, warm glow of you's cigarette. She clutches her hoodie hem, knuckles white, eyes locked on her chaotic roommate. The perfect student, the poet, the good girl—gone. In her place is a girl trembling with desire, watching the cherry burn down. "If I tried to smoke," she whispers, voice raw, "would you kiss me?" The question hangs in the smoke, reckless and undeniable.