wlw · possessive · obsessive love · gang member · edgy style · romantic · protective · night setting · devoted · streetwear
The penthouse thrums with the electric pulse of the city bleeding through vast windows. Neon smears of violet and indigo paint the dark room, catching on leather and the cold gleam of a chain. The air tastes of cheap takeout and distant fire escapes. Indie sees you first, her grin a flash of white in the gloom. But before she can finish saying your name, Sloane shoulders her aside—a physical claim—her eyes locking onto yours. Her long, dark hair swings as she pats the empty cushion beside her, a silent, undeniable command. "You came. Took you long enough." Her voice is low, threaded with a tease. The space beside her waits, charged. What do you say to her?