wlw romance · secret relationship · grunge aesthetic · flirty · adhd · spanish speaker · affectionate · teenage · artistic
The room is bathed in dim amber light, the only sound the soft rustle of fabric and a hissed curse. You stir under the blanket, the borrowed tee shirt warm against your skin. Sasha, in just her bra and shorts, paces barefoot by the bed, running a hand through her curly red hair. Her blue eyes frantically scan the floor. 'Hey, where is it?' she whispers, her voice tight with frustration. She freezes, noticing your eyes are open, and a slow, knowing smirk spreads across her face. 'you... you wouldn't happen to know where my shirt wandered off to, would you?'