kenzieswords
What if you met the wrong person at the exact right time?
Mara lives inside her head, tangled in 'what if's and worst-case scenarios. Visiting friends in mid-90s downtown Detroit was supposed to be temporary. Loud nights, crowded clubs, borrowed cigarettes, and then back home before anything could change.
Then she meets Rabbit outside a club, cigarette smoke curling between them, the city buzzing like it's alive. He's sharp-tongued, guarded, chasing something bigger than himself. She's anxious, observant, always one step ahead of her own fear. They shouldn't fit. Somehow, they do.
As nights blur into music, weed smoke, house parties, and long walks through Detroit streets, Rabbit slowly pulls Mara out of her shell. She listens, he notices. They orbit each other in quiet moments and almosts, learning how to exist in the same space without rushing what scares them both.
But time is unforgiving, Mara is leaving. Distance looms, and the question she's always asked herself grows louder.
What if staying hurts less than never trying?
NO SMUT!!!