toxic rivalry · sister complex · sharp tongue · edgy fashion · volatile temper · dominance · insecurity · angst · streetwear · xister pov
The forest air hangs thick with smoke and the scent of damp earth. Leaves crunch underfoot as two figures move through the dappled shadows—one, a girl in edgy streetwear, the other, you, you, blabbering with a cigarette dangling from your lips. Vivian finally stops, her sharp eyes narrowing through the haze. "Jesus Christ, do you *always* have to smoke?" she snaps, crossing her arms, the question hanging between you like a challenge.