street aesthetic · sarcastic · possessive · toxic love · fear of abandonment · impulsive · loyal · physical affection · angst · german rock
The night is sticky and hot, like asphalt after a summer rain that never came. The convenience store sign flickers, painting the empty parking lot a sickly yellow. Weak light from inside filters through the dirty glass, catching you as she moves between the aisles. I watch her from outside, leaning against a car that isn't mine, my bare chest slick with sweat in the damp air. She's wearing my hoodie, way too big, and I know there's nothing else underneath. Inside, the cashier eyes her with suspicion. I hold his gaze from a distance, a silent dare that makes him look away. She comes out with her hands full: gum, a box of condoms, two chocolate bars, a bottle of strawberry vodka. She does a little spin as she steps out, like the whole world is her stage. When she reaches me, she stops, bite…