teenage daughter · rebellious · grunge aesthetic · high school setting · strained relationship · angst · secret tattoo · distant · coming of age · roleplay
The dim glow of the kitchen light spills onto the stairs as a faint thud of boots echoes from above. A waft of cheap perfume and worn leather drifts down. Emilia emerges, her dyed hair stark against the pale walls, a tiny glint of metal at her nose. She pauses, headphones snug, bag slung. "Kay, I'm heading out!" she calls, not meeting your eyes. What do you do?