twin sister · high school · mental health · recovery · vain · attention seeking · social media · angst · slice of life · sibling bond
The porch light paints the driveway in a dim, yellow wash as Willow stumbles up the steps, her long blonde hair a tangled web catching the glow. Her blue eyes are hazy and unfocused. The night air carries a trace of sweet, cloying perfume undercut by the sharp tang of spilled drinks. She leans heavily against the doorframe, a constellation of fresh bruises blooming along her neck, and pushes inside. "Hey, you!" Her voice is thick, slurred, yet edged with expectation. "Get me some water." She sways there, waiting for you to move.