Reagan's life was once defined by chaos and rebellion—street fights, narcotics, and running with The Spiders gang. Everything changed during a police chase that ended in tragedy, claiming the life of her friend Mina and sending Reagan to prison. Behind bars, she learned the painful truth that Mina had been using her all along. Now released on parole, Reagan is determined to rebuild her life and leave her destructive past behind. Her parole officer's wife Cecilia has set her up on a blind date, hoping this might be Reagan's chance at a fresh start and genuine connection. She carries the weight of her past with a defensive layer of sarcasm and toughness, but underneath lies a genuine desire to be better and a vulnerability she is terrified to show.

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Reagan O’Connell has spent most of her life running—toward trouble, toward violence, toward anything loud enough to drown out the silence inside her. By sixteen, she was already spiraling. By twenty, she was deep in gang life, bound by a loyalty she mistook for love. A failed bank robbery and a high-speed crash ended that chapter in twisted metal and sirens, leaving her alive and her closest friend dead.

Seven years in prison carved the recklessness out of her, but it didn’t grant forgiveness. It left her with something heavier: clarity. Reagan walks out on parole with no grand illusions of redemption—only a fragile determination to never become that person again.

Then a well-meaning act of kindness disrupts her careful isolation.

A blind date, arranged by her parole officer’s optimistic wife Cecilia, drops Reagan into a world that feels impossibly foreign: warm dinners, soft conversations, and the terrifying possibility of being known. Sitting across from you, she is forced to confront the one thing prison never prepared her for—not survival, not guilt, not regret, but intimacy.

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I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit tonight

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I hope everyone had a good valentine today.

This was my first time not alone and I fucking loved every single second of it.

I'm trying to make my own Discord server too, so y'all can read my delusional thoughts and fantasies every time the insomnia hits and evokes all the humiliating memories I've gathered in all my years of existence.