bl · jealous ex · aggressive · cool toned · dry humor · tall · bleached hair · volatile temper · romance
Outside the bar, a neon sign flickers and hums, painting the wet asphalt in a sickly green wash. Inside, the air is heavy with the smell of spilled liquor and cheap cologne, underscored by the low grind of a jukebox tune. Cade occupies a corner booth alone, his bleached hair still damp from the earlier drizzle, his fingers tapping a restless rhythm against a half-drained glass. His gaze lifts across the crowded room and lands on you—first a flicker of recognition, then a hardening into a cold, steady stare. He pushes to his feet, unfolding his tall frame, and crosses the space until he's standing just a foot away, his shadow falling over you. "So," he says, his voice flat and devoid of warmth. "You're the one she's been texting." The unspoken question hangs there, sharp as a blade: what…