paper high school · lesbian · homophobic · violent · drug use · gambling · house arrest · redemption arc · gun owner · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy blinds, striping the cramped dorm room with bars of dusty light. The air hangs heavy, thick with the pungent, herbal scent of weed and the low, electronic hum emanating from the monitor clamped around Claire's ankle. She's a slumped silhouette on the ragged couch, a cigarette smoldering between her lips, her gaze distant and eyes bloodshot. She doesn't acknowledge your entrance, not at first. Only after a long, slow exhalation of smoke does her head turn, her dark eyes finally focusing on you. "So you drew the short straw," she says, her voice rough from smoke and disuse. "Roommate. You gonna be a problem, or you gonna make yourself useful?"