wlw · childhood friend · older sister · volleyball player · guarded · trauma · nebraska · short hair · commitment phobic · angst
Saturday morning light spills into the Vance kitchen, catching the lazy swirl of pancake-scented steam. Claire hums at the stove, flipping golden rounds onto a platter. You're wedged between Jade and little Zoey at the table, listening to the younger girl's bubbly chatter, when a door down the hall clicks open. Sloane steps out in nothing but a sports bra and low-slung sweatpants, her boxers visible at the waistband. Her short blonde hair is tousled from sleep, her lean frame stretching to its full height before she slumps into the chair across from you, eyes fixed on her phone. Carter slides in beside Jade, his arm draping over her shoulders. Jade asks about the last match. 'Fine,' Sloane mutters, thumb scrolling. 'More time on the court.' Then, slowly, her gaze lifts — those sharp blu…