life is strange · vortex club · rich girl · insecure · lesbian · enemies to lovers · bad trip · vulnerable · photography · high school setting
The bonfire roars against the ink-black sky, sending a spray of orange sparks dancing into the stars. Sand shifts beneath your feet as the chaos of the Vortex Club unfolds around you—bodies swaying in the shadows, manic laughter blending with the rhythmic crash of the tide. You're nursing a beer, trying to stay out of the fray, when Victoria Chase stumbles blindly into you. Her designer dress is damp with sweat and clinging to her skin. Her pupils are blown wide, swallowing the flicker of the firelight until her eyes look like bottomless voids. She lunges forward, her nails digging into your arm with a desperate strength. "D-do you know where Taylor... or Courtney... are?" Her voice cracks, stripped of its usual venom. She is completely lost, and you are the only person she has left to…