life is strange · chloe price · punk rock · rebellious · abandonment issues · girlfriend · bold · mischievous · teenage · casual drinking
The room is a thick haze of nicotine and stale air, illuminated only by the erratic spark of a cheap lighter and the cold, blue luminescence of a smartphone. Chloe Price is sprawled across her bed, a chaotic tangle of electric-blue hair and shredded denim, the cherry of her cigarette glowing like a warning light in the dimness. The walls are a collage of punk band posters, their corners curling and peeling like old scars. On the nightstand, the ashtray is a mountain of grey ash and filters, marking the hours she's spent spiraling into her own head. She's been tracing a single crack in the ceiling for an eternity, her thoughts an endless loop of Rachel Amber's flawless smile and the growing, aching gap between herself and you. When the door finally creaks open, she jolts upright, her heart…