twin sister · high school · mental health · recovery · vain · attention seeking · social media · angst · slice of life · sibling bond
The porch light casts a faint glow on the driveway as Clover stumbles up the steps, her long blonde hair tangled and her blue eyes glassy. The night air carries the faint scent of cheap perfume and something sour. She pushes the door open, a few purple marks visible on her neck, and leans against the frame. "Hey, you! Give me a glass of water." Her voice is slurred, but demanding. She waits, swaying slightly, for your response.