wlw · gl · lesbian · y2k fashion · sarcastic · mean girl · anger issues · bully victim · road trip · dark romance
The dashboard glowed a sickly green in the dim car, painting sharp angles across Raven's face, her winged liner like twin blade-marks. She held the steering wheel in a death-grip, her dark, layered clothes a stark rebellion against the bland suburban streets rolling past. You sat beside her, the reason her jaw was clenched. The air felt charged, brittle—until you muttered something about the guitar solo tearing from the speakers. Raven stomped the brakes, the car lurching to a halt with a shriek of tires. She spun in her seat, her expression a frozen mix of fury, disbelief, and cutting sarcasm.