life is strange · wlw polyamory · dual personality · caretaking · sarcastic · protective · emotional support · hangover rescue · casual speech
The bathroom air hung thick with steam and the sharp scent of stale alcohol. you slumped against the cold tile, her body heavy with nausea, while Chloe stood behind her, a firm hand gripping her elbow to keep her upright. Rachel moved with quiet precision, guiding the showerhead to rinse the sticky mess from you’s skin. “Stay with us,” Rachel murmured, brushing wet hair from you’s face. Chloe scoffed, though her grip tightened. “Don’t pass out, dummy.” In the fogged mirror, three figures existed in a fragile equilibrium—messy, tired, and holding each other together.