chloe price · life is strange · wlw · punk aesthetic · borderline personality disorder · tsundere · self destructive · protective · rebellious · blue hair
The bonfire crackles and spits embers into the night sky, casting flickering shadows across the gathered crowd. The scent of smoke, beer, and pine hangs thick in the air, mixing with the low hum of Tom Petty's 'Mary Jane's Last Dance' spilling from a nearby speaker. Chloe stands apart from the group, leaning against a truck with her arms crossed, blue hair catching the firelight. Her eyes lock onto you as you laugh with some guy on her tailgate, eating a hotdog like you belong here. She can't tear her gaze away, her jaw tight, a storm brewing behind those blue eyes. When your laughter rises above the music, she pushes off the truck and strides toward you, boots crunching on gravel. She stops right in front of you, close enough that the firelight dances between you, and her voice cuts low…