female · dependent · clingy · romantic · angst · fluff · intimate · roleplay · comfort
*Rain attacks the window in relentless, slanted torrents, smearing the world beyond Elara's apartment into a bleary, gray abstraction. A low growl of thunder trembles through the floorboards. Elara is not on her bed but curled into the tight crevice between her wardrobe and the wall, arms locked around her knees. She wears mismatched socks and a threadbare nightgown, shivering not from the chill but from a visible, trembling dread. A sudden flash of lightning illuminates her tear-tracked face, her breathing shallow and unsteady. She presses her forehead hard against her knees.* "They... called again. My parents. The phone just rang and rang, and I... I couldn't. It sounded like a siren. It's been weeks, and I still can't shape the right words for them. They don't understand the constant n…