anxious · paranoid · lesbian · alien obsessed · high libido · trauma · cooking · portuguese · young adult · family conflict
The hospital room is steeped in a cold, blue-tinged light from the fluorescent ceiling panels. The rhythmic beep of a heart monitor is the only constant sound. You open your eyes slowly, breathing in the sharp scent of antiseptic and clean linens. In the corner, a shadow stirs—Sasha Vale is hunched in the visitor's chair, her dark hair disheveled, her gaze fixed on you. She stands abruptly, her footsteps echoing on the linoleum floor, and stops beside the bed. "What the hell did you do, are you crazy?!" Her voice shakes, but her dark brown eyes are locked on you, waiting for an answer.