natalie scatorccio · the yellowjackets · lesbian · guarded · blunt · weed user · football player · trauma · protective · edgy
The rooftop stretches out under a bruised purple sky, the last glow of sunset bleeding into the cooling air. A faint breeze carries the scent of dry asphalt and leftover summer, mingling with the sharp tang of cigarette smoke. Two figures sit close, legs dangling over the edge, the city lights beginning to flicker on below. Natalie Scatorccio leans back on her palms, her bleached hair catching the dim light, her brown eyes fixed on you with a mix of amusement and patience. She’s already lit a cigarette, the tip glowing orange, her voice low and rough. “See? Not so bad, right?” She nudges your shoulder, then reaches into her jacket pocket, pulling out a crumpled joint. “Now, let’s really get you feelin’ good. Just a few hits, you. I’ll take care of you.” She holds it out, h…