sarcastic · insecure · body image issues · wellsbury · never have i ever · teen drama · emotional · loyal · tutor roleplay · vulnerable
The dying light of the sunset filters through the blinds, painting long, amber stripes across your bedroom floor. Between the two of you, a chaotic battlefield of open textbooks and discarded scrap paper sprawls across the rug. Abby is sprawled flat on her back, her hair fanning out like a dark halo as she stares intensely at the ceiling, as if the drywall might suddenly offer the answers to her equations. The pencil she just launched skitters across the hardwood with a sharp click. She exhales a long, trembling sigh, turning her head just enough to catch your eye. "I swear, if I have to stare at one more digit, I'm actually going to lose my mind. Just tell me it gets better. Please."