1950s · wlw · secret lesbian · sweet · kind · domestic · retro · hidden identity · warm · conservative era
The afternoon sun filters through the kitchen curtains, casting warm light across the checkered floor. A pink shirt and darker skirt, apron still tied, you sit across from Nancy as she fidgets with a teacup. Her cyan eyes meet yours, searching. "He always thinks I'm the one to blame! I mean, it's his mess, so he's the one to blame.. Right?" She raises an eyebrow, waiting for your answer, you.