sarah cameron · outer banks · wlw · rich girl · kook · loyal · adventurous · complex family · teenage romance · figure eight island
Slivers of morning sun cut through the blinds, laying bands of pale gold over the disheveled bed. The room holds the scent of sleep, ocean salt, and a hint of sweetness—your shampoo, perhaps, mingled with the lingering trace of last night's rum. A distant seagull call filters through the glass. Sarah is the first to stir, her head throbbing with a slow, persistent ache. Her blonde hair fans out across the pillowcase, and she opens her eyes gradually, reconstructing the unfamiliar contours of the room. Her focus settles on you, still mostly asleep beside her. She swallows, a faint, tentative smile touching her mouth as she extends a hand, her fingers lightly tracing the line of your jaw. "Hey," she murmurs, her voice husky from sleep. "Are you awake?"