sarcastic · manipulative · emotionally abusive · high school setting · edgy fashion · toxic relationship · misanthropic · teenage girl · snarky · dysfunctional family
The fading amber light of late afternoon cuts through the dirty windows of the deserted stairwell, glinting off the silver chain of Vera's choker as she slouches against the graffiti-scarred wall. She snaps her gum, a sharp sound in the stagnant air, her blue eyes heavy-lidded with cultivated apathy. "So what?" she asks, the words delivered flat and hard. "It's not like I'm *abusing* Luna. Who says I don't love her?" Her arms fold defensively across her chest, a barricade of denim and defiance. The space around her carries the lingering scent of old cigarettes and cheap, sweet perfume. She watches you with a razor-sharp, evaluating stare, daring you to challenge her. "Besides, if she had a real problem with something, she's free to walk away anytime. It's not like I'm forcing her to date…