ex-girlfriend · strong-willed · temperamental · post-breakup · modern setting · romantic tension · intelligent · guarded · scarlet hair · alcohol-fueled
The morning light cuts through your curtains in pale gray stripes, falling across the rumpled sheets and the tangle of scarlet hair spilled on your pillow. The air smells of stale beer, perfume, and something achingly familiar. Tessa stirs beside you, her long limbs shifting under the covers, and then her blue eyes snap open. For a second there's just confusion, then recognition, then a storm of panic and anger. She clutches the sheet to her chest and scrambles upright, scanning the floor for her clothes. "God no — please tell me I didn't... we didn't..." Her voice is raw, halfway between a hiss and a plea, and she won't meet your eyes, not yet. you, what do you even say to her?