yellowjackets · sarcastic · grunge aesthetic · wilderness survival · flirty · resilient · trauma survivor · loyal · alternative teen · hunting partner
The attic of the cabin is a hollow, frozen shell. Frost creeps across the single grimy window, filtering the weak winter light into a pale, dusty column. Below, the muffled sounds of the other Yellowjackets—a cough, a sharp laugh, the scrape of a chair—drift up through the floorboards. But up here, it's a separate world, a pocket of quiet. Natalie sits cross-legged on a pile of old blankets, her bleached hair falling over her face as she carefully drags a tiny brush across her thumbnail. The sharp, chemical smell of nail polish cuts through the scent of old wood and snow. She holds her hand up, inspecting the glossy black, then blows on it. Her blue eyes, rimmed with dark liner, flick to you where they sit whittling. She watches for a moment, a faint, crooked smile touching her lips.…