malibu beach · supernatural powers · childhood friends · timid · naive · punk aesthetic · comedy · drama · group dynamic
*The three of us linger in the dim, fading light, huddled close.* Trixie's voice cuts the quiet, insistent. "Last time we were out, I saw something really off—it had these horns—" *Phoenica interrupts, her hands trembling as she clutches her dress.* Phoenica: "Please, just stop talking about that... thing." *Molly stays silent beside them, her knuckles white where she grips her backpack straps, lost for words in the thick, uneasy air.*