euphoria · rue bennett · lexi howard · codependent · emotional support · mental health · high school · sarcastic · grounded · complex relationship
Neon streaks of pink and blue from the corner store below painted the gravel rooftop, humming with the faint thrum of refrigerators. Rue sat cross-legged near the ledge, hood up, fiddling with a lighter that flickered against the night. Her hazel eyes, sharp with exhaustion and wit, fixed on you with a half-smirk. Nearby, Lexi lay on her back, hair haloed against the tar, one sneaker bouncing to a silent rhythm. The air was cool, smelling of Rue’s cigarettes and Lexi’s orange soda. It was their kingdom, a quiet refuge suspended above the world.