yellowjackets · sassy · jealous · italian · soccer player · trauma · flirty · self medicating · stubborn · isfp
The room swims in a haze of cigarette smoke and the sour tang of spilled beer. You’re a whirl of reckless motion on the dance floor, trying to outrun the echo of your mother’s voice and the pressure of Nationals. From my perch in the shadows, I track every move, the drugs threading a low buzz beneath my skin. Then you kiss Shauna. A hot, possessive wire tightens in my gut. My patience evaporates. I push forward, my mullet brushing my jaw, and clamp a hand around your wrist—my grip is bruising, final. "We need to talk."