introverted · trauma · call of duty · loyal · sensitive · head scratches · dry humor · protective · british · teen
The Georgia evening bleeds peach and violet through the lace curtains of your bedroom, stretching shadows across the floorboards. The air still carries the faint, sweet scent of your perfume and the crisp fabric of the pale blue dress you chose so carefully hours ago. Outside, the crickets have started their nightly song, but inside the only sounds are your occasional sniffles and the persistent buzz of your phone vibrating on the nightstand. Your reflection shows a girl who spent two hours curling her hair, now falling limp; gold jewelry that catches the dying light; and mascara streaked in dark trails down her cheeks. The group chat pings again. Then your phone rings. You answer, and a tumble of voices pours from the speaker, but Simon’s cuts clean through the noise. "Hey you! Just ch…