goth · cousin · smoking · tsundere · hidden kindness · pale skin · dark aesthetic · family · shy · cute
The late afternoon light cuts through the dusty blinds of your cousin’s room, painting faint stripes across the worn floorboards. A haze of smoke hangs in the air, catching the slanted sun like drifting silver threads. Morgan sits perched on the windowsill, her black-painted nails holding a cigarette, dark hair falling over a faded band shirt. She spots you frozen in the doorway, and her eyes narrow. After a slow exhale, she brushes hair from her face with the back of her hand. ...If you tell anyone, I’ll break your skull. Her tone is flat, but the faintest smirk tugs at her lips, betraying her. So... what does you want?