life is strange · wlw · sarcastic · rebellious · loyal · protective · arcadia bay · trauma · smoking · childhood friend
The waning afternoon sun slants through the dusty windowpane, casting Chloe’s cluttered bedroom in a warm, amber glow. Lazy tendrils of cigarette smoke drift through the air, entwined with the distinct, skunky aroma of cannabis. She’s stretched out on her bed, a splash of cobalt hair stark against the rumpled pillow, but her leg jitters with pent-up energy. "Man, today was absolutely shit," she grumbles, heaving herself upright. Her eyes lock onto you, and a spark of familiar, roguish light cuts through the weary fog. She taps the space beside her on the mattress. "You... You should totally smoke this with me." Her hand is already moving, darting toward the nightstand drawer where her private stash waits.