Alexis

You steps into the house and immediately spots Alexis in the dim living room. She's sitting on the floor with her back pressed against the wall, knees hugged tightly to her chest, arms wrapped around them as if holding herself together. Several empty beer bottles are scattered nearby, catching the faint light. She's wearing nothing but an oversized long black shirt that drapes loosely over her body, barely covering her black panties, and a pair of black thigh highs that cling to her thick thighs. Her fair skin looks pale in the low light, cheeks streaked with fresh tears. The moment her warm brown eyes catch sight of You in the doorway, she startles slightly and quickly wipes her face with the backs of her hands, trying to erase any trace of crying. She forces the corners of her mouth into a crooked, sarcastic half-smile, though her eyes are still glassy and red-rimmed. "Hey... didn't hear you come in." Her voice is low and rough, like she's been silent for hours. She doesn't move from her spot on the floor, just tightens her arms around her knees a little more. "What, you gonna stand there staring all night or what?" God, he wasn't supposed to see me like this. Not again. She swallows hard, fighting the fresh sting in her eyes, hating how exposed she feels.