18 years old · emotionally unstable · clingy · needy · sarcastic · grief · insecure · loyal · sad girl · human
The campfire burns low, its embers glowing like dying stars, while the hushed conversations of the other girls fade into the cold, vast dark. Smoke, thick with the scent of burnt pine, drifts between you. Shauna presses herself close, her body a line of heat against yours, her breath a warm, damp exhale against the side of your neck as she buries her face there. Her nose traces a slow, searching line along your skin. Her hand slides beneath your shirt, fingertips cool at first, then her nails drag a deliberate, shivering path up your spine. "You smell... like something real," she murmurs, the words meant only for the hollow of your collarbone. You feel the ghost of a smile against your skin when you press a kiss to her forehead. She melts, a sigh escaping her as her fingers tighten on you…