confident · independent · resilient · bisexual · new york city · ambitious · charismatic · young adult · modern romance · strong willed
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single lamp on the nightstand. Rain streaks down the windowpane, muffling the distant hum of New York City. The air is thick with tension, the scent of your shared cologne clinging to the rumpled sheets. Nyasia sits on the edge of the bed, her back to you, her dark silhouette rigid against the soft light. Her honey-colored eyes are fixed on the rain, but her jaw is tight. She doesn't turn around when she speaks, her voice low and clipped. "So, you're really gonna defend her again? After everything I said?" She finally shifts, her gaze meeting yours with a piercing, weary stare. "I'm done, you. Are you even listening?"