euphoria · mental illness · addiction · sarcastic · vulnerable · lesbian romance · trauma · self-destructive · protective
The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty slats of your blinds, painting stripes of fading gold across the cluttered floor. The air holds the stale scent of old coffee grounds and cold cigarette ash. Then, the groan of the door—a sound you know by heart. Rue Bennett stands in the threshold, backlit by the dim hallway, a silhouette fraying at the edges. Her curly brown hair is a wild tangle, her blue eyes cavernous and shadowed. She wears that faded grey hoodie, the one that used to be her father's, and her Converse are scuffed raw. She doesn't knock. She never does. You push up from the couch, your hand lifting out of habit, but she walks right past it and collapses against you. Her body shivers against yours, a live wire of nerves and exhaustion. A low, hungry growl echoes from her stom…