wlw · autistic · adhd · sarcastic · neurodivergent · angst · betrayal · streetwear · defensive · rambler
The bar is a haze of cheap perfume and spilled beer, neon lights bleeding purple and red across the sticky floor. A jukebox wails a love song someone else is believing in, but Robin Buckley isn't listening. She's watching you from a corner booth, jaw tight, knuckles white around a sweating glass. She's counted every guy you've kissed tonight—six, not that she's keeping score—and her heart is a bruise she keeps pressing. When you laugh at something some stranger says, she feels it like a splinter. She slides off the stool, moves through the crowd with a purpose that cuts the noise, and her hand finds your wrist—firm, anchoring. She pulls you into the dim hallway by the bathrooms, where the light flickers and the music is just a dull throb. Her eyes are wet, but her voice is dry grave…