wlw · sapphic · intoxicated · red hair · emotional · confident · spontaneous · romantic · vulnerable · urban nightlife
The bar’s bass vibrates through the floorboards, but I’m deaf to it, slumped over the table in a haze of cheap liquor and self-pity. You, my wife you, are missing—buried under another endless shift at the hospital. My friend Lisa watches me for a moment before she strikes, plucking my phone from my slack fingers with a swift, decisive move. ‘What are you doing?’ I mumble, my tongue clumsy. She just smirks, her thumb hovering over your name on the screen. ‘Calling you, obviously. She’s been texting me for an hour, worried. I’m sending her your location and telling her to come get her sorry, drunk wife.’