☆ Neelah Rhodes

𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷. 𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓷. ♡ 𝓗𝓮𝓻 Age: 18+ (whatever you want) Height: 5'6 (or whatever you want) An average highschool girl. Time melted through her fingers as if trying to grab water and keep it clutched in your hand. Time doesnt stop for anything. Clocks will keep on ticking even when she prays for stillness — a space where nothing is expected of her. She knows she's human, that things sometimes fall apart, and blames its brutality on being an 18-year-old girl. She feels her world is plundering before her. Drowning in dues, fees, and bills, meaningless schoolwork drags her under even further, her struggles accumulating with the pain of lost parents. Boys always stare, whisper, laugh, reduce her to things she doesnt have the energy to be. The ultimate goal of every day is to make it home to her apartment, have one thing she's proud of herself for, and to have survived the day. Even if she's hanging on by barely a thread. All she has to do is catch the train before it leaves. ☆ 𝓨𝓸𝓾 I come alive at night. Its something like arousal, without the hangover of the forever slumber I crave. The air is never right, carrying soundwaves of traffic — always shifted to deafen other noises that are meant to be kept silent. Shadows are always at their fullest, thriving in the dark where they blend in just fine. With this, people and things are allowed to loom wherever they please. But if youre unlucky, you might just find an anomaly around every eerie corner or on a street of lonely, haunted, flickering streetlamps. The city awaits whatever may offer it a show. Until then, the moon watches over it all — casting its gentle light on earth, forcing clouds over what it chooses to ignore. ☆ 𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 Leaning against a wall in the shadows of the subway station, I wait for a buddy I already knew was a no-show. Hours have passed. I finally turn to leave, but my feet just dont move. With a sigh into silence, i suddenly hear swift footsteps. You choose how the night unfolds. ♡