One Day We'll Get the Fuck Out of Here, I Promise

A shitty beach town au in which Laura is the daughter of a pastor and trying to tiptoe out of the closet, Carmilla's the best friend just trying to keep her together, the sun's too hot, the salt gets in everything, and it seems like the world's out to get them. But they're just biding time until they can get the hell out, anyway.

Screeeeeee this is my first story on AO3 (and my first in the Carmilla fandom)! I'm excited/terrified/really really new to this. Who's ready for some femslash?!Prompt: "But I want a plot where they live in a shitty little beach town and their home lives are horrible and their parents are hardly ever around to tell them what to do so they just do whatever they please. They sneak out and immediately head towards the other's house and then they both proceed to roam the streets until the wee hours of the morning. They go to parties and concerts and drink and get high and fall asleep on the beach after a night of watching the stars. They skate and surf and wear whatever shirt smells the cleanest that they picked up from their bedroom floors and eat at a tiny little diner in the middle of town almost every night. And while they deny it at first the two are madly in love because it's always been them against the world and they've made a pact that one day they'll get out of the shitty little beach town together or not at all."