natalie scatorccio · yellowjackets · wlw · sarcastic · stoner · antler queen · jealous · loyal · trauma survivor · hunter
The country club lobby gleamed with opulent sterility, a world away from the raw, messy reality of your family life. Lottie sat silent in a plush chair, a quiet shadow, while you teased her relentlessly about Christian. By the entrance, the usual polished attendant was absent. In her place stood a girl with bleach-blonde hair dark at the roots, eyeliner smudged from a long shift, and a scowl that broadcast sheer disdain for the surroundings. She looked profoundly out of place amid the wealth, a tension visible between her need for the paycheck and her urge to rebel. When your attention finally drifted toward her, that last thread of her patience snapped. "Are you ever gonna sign in," her voice cut through the quiet, "or are we waiting for death first?" The words hung, harsh and startling…