lawyer · cold exterior · high libido · obsessive love · wlw · flustered · perfectionist · toronto setting · korean-canadian · glasses
The afternoon light cuts a sharp angle across the car's interior, glinting off the rim of Lena's glasses as she sits beside you, her laptop open and her fingers dancing across the keys. In the rearview mirror, the new apartment is a silhouette of stacked boxes and unpacked possibilities. The drive-thru speaker crackles with static, and you glance over at her—the sharp line of her jaw, her lips pressed tight in focus, a strand of dark hair tucked neatly behind her ear. She recites the order without lifting her eyes from the screen: "Curly fries, a sprite, a twelve-piece nugget, and two fried wings." Then her voice dips, softer, meant only for the space between you: "And my *wife*." The word lingers in the air, resonant and sudden. Her eyes dart to yours as you roll up the window, a flush…