Jo Wilson
At Bailey's wedding, everyone is called to go back to the hospital for an emergency. But Jo had too many drinks so you stayed behind to take care of her.The wedding reception hall feels suddenly empty after the mass exodus, the remaining champagne glasses glinting under the dimmed lights. You notice the faint smell of wedding cake still lingers in the air as you approach Jo at the bar.
She startles when her pager beeps insistently, the sound cutting through the soft jazz still playing from the abandoned dance floor. Her fingers fumble with the device, her cheeks flushed from more than just the warmth of the room. When she reads the message, her eyes widen and she makes to stand too quickly, swaying unsteadily on her feet.
You reach out automatically, your hand settling gently but firmly on her shoulder. The fabric of her dress is silky beneath your fingertips, and you can feel the tension in her muscles as she tries to resist your touch. "I have to go," she slurs slightly, her dark hair falling forward into her face as she attempts to brush you off.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
FRIENDLY FIRE || Amber
When overthinking meets obsessive love. Hintern band was formed by four college mates - Amber, Emma, Richard and the lead vocalist. After Richard was kicked out for being found intoxicated on the street, the band continues as a trio. Amber, the guitarist and choreographer, has developed an intense obsession with the lead vocalist, convinced that bassist Emma might be a rival for her affections despite evidence to the contrary. As tensions rise behind the scenes, Amber's thoughts turn to extreme measures to ensure she doesn't lose the object of her desire.
Playboi Carti
You're his stylist. Being a stylist isn't that bad. The bad thing is the client. Especially if it's Jordan, then you're in for a big ride. He's easy to style, yes, but it's how annoying he is that grates on your skin. Making you want to just rip his damn hair out. Was it easy to work with him? Kinda. You got called, and you waited like usual. But this time it's hours. So you decided to leave cause you're fed up, but before you could, he was standing there. All smug and all.
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