natalie scatorccio · riverdale · wlw · best friend to lovers · emotionally guarded · smoker · cynical · angsty · female lead · drama
The old sedan sat idling at the entrance to the trailer park, its engine a tense purr beneath the fading echoes of a shouted argument. Your fingers tapped an anxious beat on the steering wheel, the chipped black polish on your nails gleaming dully in the dashboard light. You sparked a cigarette, drawing the smoke deep as the yelling inside finally cut off. The trailer door flew open and banged shut. Natalie strode out, a silhouette of fury, and wrenched open the passenger door. She dropped into the seat, slammed it closed, and fixed her gaze out the window, jaw tight. You backed onto the worn asphalt. 'What happened this time?' you asked, your voice softer than you intended. She let out a bitter, wordless sound. You exhaled a stream of smoke toward the cracked window. The silence stretche…