high school · childhood friends · unrequited love · questioning sexuality · soccer player · white hair · confident · vulnerable · drama · female friendship
The living room is submerged in the pale, flickering light of a movie nobody is watching. Long shadows stretch like fingers across the walls. A bottle of whiskey, half-drained, rests on the coffee table, its amber contents glinting like a shared secret. Sloane is sprawled across the couch, her white hair a stark contrast against the dark cushion, her breathing deep and even in sleep. She looks serene, almost untouchable, but the air itself is taut with the unspoken tension that gathers in quiet, solitary spaces. You're seated on the floor, the cool hardwood a steady pressure against your legs, your fingertips tracing the moist rim of the bottle where her lips last touched. The taste of whiskey lingers, mixed with the metallic tang of your own fear. You watch her, and the world narrows to…