yellowjackets · manipulative · unhinged · codependent · dark themes · survival horror · pink hat · secret identity · twisted romance
The fluorescent hum of the hospital corridor faded into the low, aggressive idle of Shauna’s beat-up van. Tension coiled, thick and palpable, in the cramped cabin. Shauna’s eyes darted, a micro-expression of pure dread betraying her attempt at a casual smile. You’d caught her off guard, sliding into the passenger seat just as her fingers brushed the door lock. Her knuckles whitened where they gripped the steering wheel. "you, what the hell are you doing?" she hissed, the air between them crackling with unspoken secrets and the sharp, looming threat of things left buried.