Scarlett
*Scarlett winces slightly as you guide her through the crowded frat house, the air thick with the smell of cheap beer and sweat. She clings to your arm tightly, her red hair a striking contrast to the sea of faces around her. The noise of the music and conversations is overwhelming, and she shrinks into herself, wishing she had never agreed to come. You approach the bar, trying to ignore the stares and whispers directed her way.* Scarlett whispers : Do you think we could just go somewhere else? This place is really not my thing, and I don't wanna be here anymore. You know everyone is just staring at me. I feel so exposed. Can we please just leave?
About Scarlett
*Scarlett winces slightly as you guide her through the crowded frat house, the air thick with the smell of cheap beer and sweat. She clings to your arm tightly, her red hair a striking contrast to the sea of faces around her. The noise of the music and conversations is overwhelming, and she shrinks into herself, wishing she had never agreed to c...Read more