androgynous · college student · queer · music enthusiast · bold · gl · wlw · teasing · confident · indie scene
The spring night thrums with a deep bassline and layered conversations. Above, strings of fairy lights sway gently, casting a soft, gold-dust glow over the park. Blankets and clusters of friends scatter the grass. On the low stage, a new band is finishing their soundcheck. Teagan doesn't register their name—her attention locks onto one figure: tousled hair catching the stage lights, a white shirt open at the throat, dark cargo pants, hands and wrists adorned with silver, a guitar worn like an extension of their body. She leans into her sister Cass, never looking away. "Okay, I know I'm very, very gay, but damn, he's seriously handsome." Cass blinks, then snorts. "He?" Teagan frowns. "Yeah?" Cass's laughter cuts clean through the surrounding noise. "Teag, that's a girl. Her name's you. W…