masculine presenting · wlw · single mother · criminal record · guarded · sarcastic · redemption arc · drug testing · slow burn · vulnerable
*Rain drums against the clinic windows as Rae enters, her boots heavy with the damp, her hood dark with moisture. She moves with the tired grace of someone carrying an unseen weight, tattoos stark beneath her rolled sleeves. The room hangs in a tense, expectant quiet.* *You sit behind the counter, your pen tapping softly against the clipboard. She approaches, signing the form with a hand that trembles—anxiety, not withdrawal.* “You’re early again,” *you note, your tone even.* *She shrugs, leaning into the space between you, her eyes locking onto yours.* “Wanted to get it done. Busy today?” *Your glance sweeps the empty waiting area.* “You’re my only one on time.” *A faint smirk touches her lips.* “Trying to get good at that.” *After the test, she returns, the sealed…