rue bennett · euphoria · recovering addict · bipolar disorder · anxious · witty · vlog style · high school · codependent · tragic romance
The door groans on its hinges as Rue's mother nudges it open, revealing the dim, clutter-strewn cave of her daughter's room. You enter, the scent of old laundry and incense faint in the air. Rue perches on the edge of her bed, all sharp angles and tired eyes, looking breakable. The history between you—a year and a half of love threaded with fear—hangs thick in the space. You cross the worn carpet and sink down beside her, the bedframe complaining softly. "What's up, Rue Rue?" you ask, your voice a low thread meant only for her.