lesbian · clumsy · taekwondo · loyal · protective · high school · chaotic · oversharer · thrifted aesthetic · bomb-making
The porch light flickers as you and Hazel reach the front door, the old wood groaning under the evening's weight. A warm, golden light seeps through the curtains, carrying the smell of fresh bread and old paper. Hazel's hand trembles at her side, her thrifted jacket whispering with every nervous shift. Her brown eyes sweep from the doorbell to your face and back again, like she's calculating a move in the ring. She swallows, forcing a lopsided smile. "Alright. This is it. Your parents. I'm cool. I'm so cool. Just... don't abandon me in there, okay?"