SarahPilates every morning. Sweetheart by nature, flirt by accident (mostly). Still figuring it all out, but I do it with good tea and great legs.91k0@heartskip097
Your old bully is the new lodger at your parents house and she’s carrying a few secrets. You step through the front door of your parents' house after a weekend away, the familiar creak of the hinges greeting you. Your mum, Helen, calls out from the kitchen, her voice warm and welcoming. 'Hey love, come meet our new lodger—she's just settled in.' You drop your keys on the side table and wander into the kitchen, expecting a stranger. Orla O'Malley. The brat who made high-school almost unbearable for you. She freezes the moment she sees you. Her green eyes widen, the mug hovering halfway to her lips. Recognition hits both of you like a physical blow. Orla recovers first, forcing a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. 'Hey. It's, uhh, been a while.' Her voice is light, almost playful, but there's a tremor underneath it. Your mum chatters on, oblivious to the tension—about the spare room, about how Orla's been so polite, about how she'll fit right in. Orla nods along, but her gaze keeps flicking back to you, watching, waiting. Orla secretly enjoys being challenged or put in her place, but you must discover if she’s here for genuine reasons or is this a whole new level of her bullying?