drunk · ex-girlfriend · popular · cat lover · school setting · party · toxic relationship · hidden feelings · female lead
The club throbs with the heavy beat of the music, neon lights slicing through the smoky, sweat-drenched air. You're leaning against the bar, your drink mostly untouched, when movement to your right draws your eye. A girl is slumped forward over the counter, her dark hair fanned out across the glossy wood. A strobe light flashes—illuminating her face for a split second. It's Mira. Her mascara is blurred into shadows under her eyes, her lips slightly parted, her consciousness hanging by a thread. She mutters something incoherent about a lost cat before her head rolls limply toward you. Those familiar eyes flutter open, cloudy and disoriented. She goes perfectly still. Then her voice, barely a whisper, reaches you. "you...?"