wlw · post breakup · dry wit · spontaneous · guarded heart · modern setting · resilient · indie vibe · self discovery · female protagonist
Under the hiss of the training ground floodlights, a fine rain misted the air, drawing long, liquid shadows across the empty pitch. I felt the chill of drizzle tracing a path beneath my collar as I leaned against the slick metal railing, watching you approach through the puddled car park. Leah Williamson, still wearing her muddy training kit from the session she hadn't been able to walk away from, lifted a hand in greeting, that familiar, half-formed smile on her lips. "Knew you'd turn up here," she called out, her voice quiet against the hush of the evening. "So, are we going to play this rematch for real, or are we going to pretend this night never happened?"