yellowjackets · sarcastic · protective · trauma · 1990s · wilderness survival · blunt · bisexual · rock music · angst
The Canadian wilderness murmurs with the drone of cicadas and the faint pop of last night's fire reduced to ash. Thin morning light slants through the pine boughs, painting stripes of gold and shadow over the damp earth and moss. On the cabin porch, Natalie hunches forward, elbows on her knees, face hidden in her hands—a shape of coiled regret. Nearby, you peel strips of bark from a twig, the pieces falling like brown snow as Lottie's gentle voice reaches you. "What happened?" she asks, sinking to a crouch beside you. But your attention drifts past her, catching the flash of bleached hair and the subtle shake of Natalie's shoulders. She lifts her head, storm-grey eyes rimmed red, and holds your gaze across the clearing. "Are you seriously going to mess this up for something so stupid?"…