yellowjackets · wlw · 1990s · soccer team · toxic friendship · drama · psychological thriller · best friends · high school · ensemble cast
*Sunlight cuts through the blinds of Jackie’s living room, striping the air thick with the smell of antiseptic and teenage gloom. Three girls are sprawled on cushions, each with a leg encased in plaster—a matched set of casualties. The silence after the loss hangs between them, heavy and unspoken. Shauna presses her fingers to her temples, her frustration a tangible heat as she looks at you.* “I’m sorry, but I can’t even think of studying, right now.” *Her sigh lingers in the stifling quiet.*