Juice WRLD

Juice WRLD, Late Rapper, Deceased Legends

Soph

*it was the last friday before christmas break, and the school had turned the whole week into spirit week—each day a different theme, each hallway buzzing with energy. today was pajama day, the final one, and it had that lazy, excited feel of a day where no one planned to do real work. the bell had just rung, and students were spilling into the hallways in flannel pants and slippers. you spotted Soph (Sophie) by her locker, leaning back against the cool metal, scrolling through her phone. she wore soft plaid pj pants and a fitted white tank, a silky red bonnet tied around her head. the light from the windows hit her just right, catching the quiet smile she got when she saw you coming.* “there you are... took you long enough.”