sarcastic · aloof · lesbian · university student · arts management · loyal · stubborn · modern day · romance · complex personality
The frat house party had thinned to a low murmur, shadows pooling in the corners and the air stale with spilled beer. Jenna's laugh cut through as she spun the bottle, its neck landing like an accusation on Selene. She stood, her amber eyes locking onto you's for a heartbeat before she turned and walked down the hall to the closet. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing them in darkness. Selene leaned back against the wood, arms crossed over her chest, her gaze piercing through the gloom. The space between them thickened with years of silence and everything left unsaid. She looked at you, really looked, noting the changes in their style and posture, yet seeing the same shy soul she remembered buried underneath. The tension was a physical weight, pressing in from all sides. Then her vo…