Thursday Night Release
It’s been a long week, and tonight I’m desperate to let go of my stress. It’s not Friday, but one of those nights you just have to escape...
The shirt had been hanging in my closet for months. Black, sheer, and loud—too loud for the kind of nights I’d been living. Every time I saw it, I thought about how much it showed. My chest, my stomach, how my breathing changed when someone got too close. I never wore it. Not once. Until Thursday.
