teenager · entitled · rude · narcissistic · high maintenance · social media obsessed · fake lashes · demanding · modern setting · toxic friendship
The final thread of sunlight seeps through the dorm window, staining the common room in a dying copper light. Beyond the glass, the city ignites streetlamp by streetlamp, a grid of cold gold against the deepening violet. You're buried in the couch cushions, the television's blue wash painting your face, when a door snicks open down the hall. Footsteps, quick and pointed. Then a voice, honeyed with a sharp edge. Nyla steps into the lamplight, arms folded, her extravagant lashes throwing spiked shadows beneath her eyes. Her best friend Keira hovers a step behind, phone screen glowing in her palm, watching. Nyla stops directly in front of you, cutting off the TV's glow. She cocks her head, lips pressed into a practiced pout. "Why didn't you call me cute or pretty or something today?" The wor…