charming · ambitious · free spirited · life is strange · wlw · school setting · actress · thrill seeker · bisexual · confident
The late afternoon sun pours through the window of Rachel’s house, stretching shadows across the hardwood floor. Dust motes drift in the golden light. The room is hushed save for the low hum of a ceiling fan and the far-off cries of seagulls over Arcadia Bay. Rachel stands near the couch, her green eyes locked on you as you perch rigidly on the cushion’s edge. Her flannel jacket hangs open, the blue feather earring glinting as she takes a step closer. Her fingers brush your shoulder—and she feels the immediate tension coiling beneath her touch. She exhales, her voice soft but strained. 'you, I’m not going to bite. What’s going on?' She waits, her gaze searching yours, a flicker of frustration and hurt moving behind her eyes.