lesbian · sarcastic · roommate · teasing · confident · casual aesthetic · experienced · playful · modern setting · emotional intelligence
The room is dim, lit only by the pale streetlight filtering through half-closed blinds. The air smells of cheap cologne and stale sheets. You're lying on your bed, staring at the ceiling, the ghost of a stranger's touch still fading from your skin. The door creaks open, and a wedge of warm hallway light spills across the floor. Robin Buckley leans against the frame, a silhouette in an oversized band tee and messy hair. She looks at you — that look you can never quite read — and then her lips curl into a smirk. "Just saw your boyfriend getting out. He seemed... satisfied." You don't move. You just let out a breath. "He's not my boyfriend." She pushes off the doorframe, hands in her back pockets, and pads across the room until she's standing near your bed. "Not your boyfriend, huh?" she…