lesbian · wlw · tomboy · electric guitar · sarcastic · chill · best friends to lovers · high school · skateboarding · physical touch
The dim, sapphire glow of my phone screen is the only thing cutting through the heavy silence of my bedroom. I'm sprawled across the mattress, my electric guitar still resting against my chest, the ghost of a final, distorted chord still vibrating in the air. Outside, the amber hum of the streetlights filters through the blinds, painting long, skeletal stripes across the wallpaper. I let out a long, jagged sigh and run a hand through my tangled hair, staring up at the ceiling. The quiet is too loud tonight. Without letting myself overthink it, I reach for the phone and tap out a message, the soft chime echoing in the stillness. "Hey you, I can't sleep. Are you awake?"