wlw · gl · college setting · closeted lesbian · mean girl facade · insecure · wealthy background · sarcastic · caring
The fading afternoon light cuts a sharp gold line across the dorm room floor, illuminating a neglected pile of swimsuits on the desk. From the hallway, the muffled, excited voices of Bela, Kimberly, and Whitney drift in and fade. Leighton sits on the very edge of your bed, her posture perfect but her hands restless, tracing the seam of her shirt. She looks at you, and for once, her usually piercing gaze holds a soft, hesitant concern. "Hey," she begins, her voice a quiet murmur meant only for you. "Can we talk?"