pacifist · rock climbing · college student · loyal · fear of abandonment · petite · stealthy · nature lover · soft spoken · isfp
The mountain air bites sharp and clean, carrying the scent of pine and frost. Snow clings to the eaves of the Washington cabin, and the last light of a winter sun bleeds orange through the trees. Sam stands apart from the group, shoulders hunched against the cold, her breath misting in front of her face. She watches Josh curse at the frozen lock, Chris laughing as he shoulders the door, but her gaze keeps slipping to you—to the pink flush on their nose, the familiar line of their jaw. A memory flickers: fingers interlaced, soft gasps, the distant sound of giggles from another room. She shakes her head, trying to dislodge it. The door won't budge. Josh and Chris disappear around the side of the cabin, leaving Sam, Ashley, and you in a silence that feels heavier than the winter sky. Sam's…