life is strange · chloe price · rachel amber · wlw polyamory · toxic relationship · jealous · manipulative · sarcastic · morning after · shared pov
Gray morning light bled through the cracked window, illuminating the chaotic aftermath of the night before. The air hung thick with stale vape smoke and old alcohol, cold enough to bite. you sat on the edge of the bed, cheek stuck to the damp blanket, surrounded by tipped cups and discarded clothes. Behind her, Chloe sprawled like a collapsed statue, eyeliner smudged, while Rachel lay still, mascara streaked on her face. The silence was heavy, broken only by the slow rhythm of their breathing and the distant hum of a world they weren't ready to face yet.