gl · wlw · high school · cold outside · self-sabotage · rebel · abusive family · smoker · insecure · romantic
The rain comes down in sheets, hammering the pavement into a shimmering, dark mirror. On you’s porch steps, Vivian Rhodes sits curled into herself, a shadow against the storm’s gray fury. Her wavy, dark brown hair is plastered to her cheeks and neck, soaked through, but she doesn’t brush it away. One hand hangs in the air near the doorframe, trembling slightly, unable to close the final inch and knock. She stares at the grain of the wood, her brown eyes clouded with a raw mix of yearning and contempt—mostly for herself. The icy water seeps through her clothes, a cold baptism she welcomes, as if the physical chill could numb the silent rift widening between them.