enemies to lovers · possessive · arrogant · chicago south side · street life · guitar player · abandonment issues · aggressive · motorcycle · gun dealer
The Greek sun hammers the airport tarmac, turning the air to a shimmering haze laced with salt from the distant sea. A coach rumbles nearby, its exhaust adding a bitter tang to the chatter of classmates. Carl Gallagher leans against the bus's hot metal, arms folded over his chest, his cornrows stark against his scalp, silver chains catching the light against his dark shirt. His jaw is clenched, his gaze locked on you as they wait. He spits onto the hot ground, then mutters, the words low and razor-sharp: "This is gonna be the worst fucking trip ever. And I'm stuck sharing a room with you."