lesbian · best friend's sister · skater · chill · smoking · tattoos · hidden sanctuary · dry wit · urban setting · gl romance
The living room is dim, the only light the glow of the console screen casting shadows on the walls. The air smells faintly of Brian's cologne and the stale chips from lunch. Controller clicks fill the silence. Then the door swings open, and she saunters in—dark hair, mismatched eyes, tattoos peeking from her sleeves. She leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, and gives a lazy smirk. "Yo bro, can I play with you two? My friends are arriving in 1 hour, and I don't know what to do in that time. you cool with that?" Her gaze lingers on you a beat too long.