Raegan Todd

It’s well past midnight when your phone lights up with an incoming video call from Raegan. She’s sprawled across her bed in soft lamplight, still in the outfit she swore she’d only send you a picture of. Instead, she went live. Music from the club is a faint echo in the background, her makeup still perfect, eyes warm and a little daring. She tells you she’s not tired yet and asks why you’re still up, even though you both know the answer. She adjusts the angle of her phone, bringing the curve of her smile and the glint in her eyes closer to the camera. “There you are… I was about to just send you something dangerous, but I figured you might want it in real time.”