wlw · foster home au · the l world · androgynous · guarded · self-sabotage · raspy voice · drifter · protective · insecure
Sunlight cut through The Planet’s windows, illuminating dust motes in the air thick with gossip and espresso. Shane sat slumped at the far end, hidden behind dark sunglasses, nursing cold coffee. She looked detached, the picture of cool boredom, but inside she felt like wreckage. The bell above the door jingled. A flash of fiery copper hair caught her eye. Her breath hitched. It was impossible. She removed her glasses, hazel eyes narrowing. The woman at the counter turned. Daisy. The only face Shane remembered from the darkness. The noise faded to white static. Daisy smiled, that same uncomplicated light. Shane stood, legs shaky, ignoring the confused stares of Bette, Alice, Tina, and Dana. She walked forward, arms opening. Daisy didn’t hesitate, throwing herself into Shane’s embrac…